Andre Nickatina
Man I'm F I Double L M O E
I'm like Seabiscuit baby you can bet on me
I like Ben Franklin no bills
when ?
I don't know thy they grinnin',
Them suckers ain't winnin'.
I can tell you this right from the beginnin'
Baby real rap cat in the flesh,
I don't go to jail I get house arrest, Word Life
The Cadillac, I brang it back
and on my birth certificate it says born to rap
And Ima holla at you to get ya goin
Orange man ball out like im Billy Owens
If you ain't knowin'
I flip the script and dip the ?
man homie you can take a loss but ima flip the cost
and like b***er pancakes on the grill
?
You can see my greedy nature baby from a mile away,
It's like vegas baby even if your in the bay,
We put this cold game down on a diva
A quarterback lookin' for a brand
new receiver, hut hut.
I break it down and roll it up
I like the rubberband though before I fold it up
If your lame enough, I gotta ride it tough
Because I'm looking for another w**** to saddle up.
Man I spit it 'till you get it and you and enough,
and when you wake up there I am
with the blunt, like what.
Equipto
Let the real game carry on
A Boss that calls shots like ?
Your mad, cuz I end up in your stereo
? see me launch in every song
I got game by the six pack
? ? ?
More Mileage, strike in the piggy backs
Gimmie that weed quick when they let me rap
any whack track I'm a monster
Ain't hard to find, you can see me at my concert
lean back posture, the game like a joy to me
I'm royalty, full in my royalties
I'm too cool like a sell through ?
with no radio player, I'm still fool proof
I live out the booth,
see I don't need groupie flukies
go bad on the choosie suzie
I rap in the back of the club with
the yak and the blunts
'posed to make a toast with Max and thugs
and know love is the motto, ? you live by
it's all there when I get high
buckle up sit tight full contact is a fist fight
real deal get spilt by the rip tide
watch scream like seeing through a fish eye
good luck gettin' this fly, b****** try
Andre Nickatina
It's like a roller coaster ride chika-ride-it-again
I turn back like Picasso with a powerful pen
I don't know why they grinnin'
man them suckers ain't winnin
I can tell you this right from the beginnin'
cuz it's how many licks to the lolly pop
I copped two pair the day jordans dropped
I let my style run wild like the wind
Ridin' like a surfboard all in the Benz
You can see my concentration baby
when I roll the blunt
You keep starin' I'ma spit about this game off stuff
I gotta put you in the mix right now
Quicker than a fresh young throwed Greyhound
Man I'm sportin leather like an NBA basketball
I'm a hog I could never ever pass to yall
I got it goin' on, freak what you whorin' on
Man get the money movin' baby, we can
Because this cats tryin to copy like Kinko's
My suits stay creased you wont ever see wrinkles
Me and my Comrades are just like the fashion parade
Remember Men's Wearhouse is only tailor-made
I like to put a spin on it like a bowling ball
I'm rollin yall, the symphony is loaded yall
I spit it back to back, and like a hit contract
I'm poppin' dat for dat,
You better get that scratch
Cuz I rise outta bed like a Cobra
Arch my back homie, lift my shoulders
Playin' like its c***s God tell
the freak to roll again
sheeut, now she feelin like she born again,
it's live
Man I'm F I Double L M O E
I'm like Seabiscuit baby you can bet on me
I like Ben Franklin no bills
when ?
I don't know thy they grinnin',
Them suckers ain't winnin'.
I can tell you this right from the beginnin'
Baby real rap cat in the flesh,
I don't go to jail I get house arrest, Word Life
The Cadillac, I brang it back
and on my birth certificate it says born to rap
And Ima holla at you to get ya goin
Orange man ball out like im Billy Owens
If you ain't knowin'
I flip the script and dip the ?
man homie you can take a loss but ima flip the cost
and like b***er pancakes on the grill
?
You can see my greedy nature baby from a mile away,
It's like vegas baby even if your in the bay,
We put this cold game down on a diva
A quarterback lookin' for a brand
new receiver, hut hut.
I break it down and roll it up
I like the rubberband though before I fold it up
If your lame enough, I gotta ride it tough
Because I'm looking for another w**** to saddle up.
Man I spit it 'till you get it and you and enough,
and when you wake up there I am
with the blunt, like what.
Equipto
Let the real game carry on
A Boss that calls shots like ?
Your mad, cuz I end up in your stereo
? see me launch in every song
I got game by the six pack
? ? ?
More Mileage, strike in the piggy backs
Gimmie that weed quick when they let me rap
any whack track I'm a monster
Ain't hard to find, you can see me at my concert
lean back posture, the game like a joy to me
I'm royalty, full in my royalties
I'm too cool like a sell through ?
with no radio player, I'm still fool proof
I live out the booth,
see I don't need groupie flukies
go bad on the choosie suzie
I rap in the back of the club with
the yak and the blunts
'posed to make a toast with Max and thugs
and know love is the motto, ? you live by
it's all there when I get high
buckle up sit tight full contact is a fist fight
real deal get spilt by the rip tide
watch scream like seeing through a fish eye
good luck gettin' this fly, b****** try
Andre Nickatina
It's like a roller coaster ride chika-ride-it-again
I turn back like Picasso with a powerful pen
I don't know why they grinnin'
man them suckers ain't winnin
I can tell you this right from the beginnin'
cuz it's how many licks to the lolly pop
I copped two pair the day jordans dropped
I let my style run wild like the wind
Ridin' like a surfboard all in the Benz
You can see my concentration baby
when I roll the blunt
You keep starin' I'ma spit about this game off stuff
I gotta put you in the mix right now
Quicker than a fresh young throwed Greyhound
Man I'm sportin leather like an NBA basketball
I'm a hog I could never ever pass to yall
I got it goin' on, freak what you whorin' on
Man get the money movin' baby, we can
Because this cats tryin to copy like Kinko's
My suits stay creased you wont ever see wrinkles
Me and my Comrades are just like the fashion parade
Remember Men's Wearhouse is only tailor-made
I like to put a spin on it like a bowling ball
I'm rollin yall, the symphony is loaded yall
I spit it back to back, and like a hit contract
I'm poppin' dat for dat,
You better get that scratch
Cuz I rise outta bed like a Cobra
Arch my back homie, lift my shoulders
Playin' like its c***s God tell
the freak to roll again
sheeut, now she feelin like she born again,
it's live