Matic Lyrics - Singles - Pop-a-lot

Zaytiggy you a fool for this one 

My wrist automatic 

Pockets mathematic 

Bitch so dramatic 

Hit the club its cinematic 

Standin on the couches all problamatic 

Chokin on this aromatic 

Like i'm athsmatic 

Drivin fast cars whippin 'em through bad traffic 

In the kitchen straight drop it like a bad habit 

Jay's told me that my work was fantastic 

Splittin dutch masters fillin 'em with anthrax 

Ass so fat, had to glance back at it 

Told her i'm two-face, let a nigga backstab it 

Tity put her phat rabbit on a kraftmatic 

I made her Phene for the D like a crack addict 

I'm into distribution, I'm like Atlantic 

I heard that panamara Porsche, view panoramic 

So I told my daddy that I had to have it 

It was hammer-time, he got my ass a ski mask 

Copped a black caddy that I call black magic 

Stash spot that I could hide a cadillac in 

That Nasty Nas up in the pot that shit illmatic 

I bet I make that bitch flip like gymnastics 

Told this bitch blow this dick I ain't romantic 

Told her move this package, she was enthusiastic 

Pockets gigantic 

Bust 'em out the plastic 

Money in the basement, pounds in the attic 

My wrist automatic 

Pockets mathematic 

Bitch so dramatic 

Hit the club its cinematic 

Standin on the couches all problamatic 

Chokin on this aromatic 

Like i'm athsmatic 

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