When i say yeah when i say yeah
' rain and quarter ounce will get yo ass in Mayonnaise whip, cottage cheese seats Marshmallow rims, yeah, dat bitch a beast White Camaro, black stripes call it Tiger
might be sick but my girl sicker She rides that dick and she handles her liquor I knock a bitch out and fight Comin' out swingin' like Tiger Woods's wife Yeah
be sick but my girl be sicker She rides that dick and she handles her liquor She knock a bitch out aaaand fight Coming out swinging like Tiger Wood's wife Yeah
watch me kick it then im gonna flip this script and own it,own it To all the haters, i made it and i'll be balling yeah i'll be balling , balling Yeah
Yeah aiyyo it's poison Ecstasy, coke, you say it's love, it is poison Schools where I learned they should be burned, it is poison Physicians prescriptin
the niggaz know, that you're a Heidi Hoe now bring it back brotha Eni-meeny-meeny-meeny-meeny-meeny-miney-moe Careful to catch a tiger, after you catch a tiger
Short I been inspired My shit knocks environ---ments of cats wit seventeen's tint, time is money The mind is funny, how it's spent on gettin it It's sittin wit descendants of Abraham Who say
told'em fuck um all all these niggas hatin on me cuz I'm the man of the hour yeah fuck um all like i'm fresh out can't say shit cuz you know what that
love and she'll show you what she really made of I guarantee yo ass wouldn't get enough tell her pop that shit drop that shit "WHAT". {chorus} (repeat
, I beat you on every plain Ain't no other way to beat you, I beat you with pain Shred you into pieces using the tiger claw A cold nigga you need more
You, you Yeahh, alright yeah, alright yeah, alright yeah Alright yeah, alright yeah, alright yeah, yeah-ehhhh Uh, uh, uh, uh, yo, yo, yo Things changed since we came out, been some shit
, yeah I gotta hip hop chick her favorite rappers Pac and Big, I gotta hip hop chick ask her who's better and she say they both the shit. She Sexy [x
That's word to my son little Jay, my little homey Ask niggaz how your boy get down, ain't nothing phony [Chorus] [Trife Da God] Yeah, they say two heads
niggas better say peace For real! Y'all niggas don't be holdin this shit Y'all frontin We let it slide for a couple of years and shit Yeah, for real,
{*horses galloping and neighing*} [Intro: Killah Priest] Yeah, motherfucker [Chorus 1: Killah Priest] This is Horsemen Talk, Horsemen walk Get the fuck
ain't new to this Yeah, it's a Scarface Groove Paris is the name and I'm here to get sick I mean I'm stronger than a tiger and I'm down with the click
chick do stuff that I can't even put in words Her swagger don't stop, her body won't quit So fool pipe down, you ain't talkin 'bout SHIT! M-m-my chick
