All it takes is a smile
Mixed with all your tenderness, baby
Your understanding love
It’s hard to reach this, baby
It’s cold out, so I think of warm memories
Back when Black was free and still selling trees
Niggas hate like you would swear we was enemies
I got soul like I belong in the seventies
New wave I put on for the seven seas
If you twenty-two, and she still a teen
But she’s bad as fuck, I’m talking Billie Jean
Then the kid ain’t mine
I put that shit on everything
Like Frank’s red hot
I put that shit on everything
Radio got the jam for leather seats
Looking like they peanut butter
Shout out to my baby brother
Johnnie, he a crazy mother.
That’s ironic tho, I’m iconic hoe
These niggas scared of me
I should be Eric B
I’m talking paid a fool
Cause I paid the fee
Don’t play with me Custom tailored sheets
I’m talking goosie in the caddie
Lucy calls me daddy
And I swear she gotta fatty
And I used to eat the patties
Now I’m in the E-Matic
Thinking bout the G-Wagon
I do whatever just to have it Where I do it like it’s magic
Cause I’m the best one
So I’ma need the best one
Got a wavey chick
Just to babysit
My new baby pit
I’m on some wavey shit
I ain’t O. T
I’m just on some lazy shit
So what you trynna do?
She said: «It's up to you»
Cause boy I fuck with you
Swear your swag a 100-proof
Summertime, blowing smoke out the sunroof
Don’t play me girl, don’t play me girl
Real nigga, I can change your world
Cause I’m the best one
That’s why I want the best ones
Only the best ones, the best ones
I need the best ones
Yea I need the best ones
If she’s picky, then she’ll pick me And if she’s choosy, then she’ll choose me Just don’t let her tell you that she knew me Gave me top in the Jacuzzi
We were supposed to watch a movie, huh?
And I’m supposed to have this groupies, huh?
I can’t leave without my jewelry, it don’t suit me, huh
Sussie see me in this Gucci looking boogie, huh
And I’m just killing her softly like The Fugees
I gotta, I gotta tell these hoes to fix up I don’t know a loyal hoe, that’s why I just get my dick sucked
I tell 'em like it is, make 'em sure that I’m the clearest
So if you to choose to stay here baby, I don’t wanna hear it If she’s choosy, she gon' choose me And if she’s picky, she gon' pick me She’s on some other shit, her mother’s rich
Been on some hoe since her daddy left
That’s why she fucked the whole squad
My nigga almost cuffed her, that’s a close call
Gotta keep your pistol close for the toaster
What’s the least you expect the most of?
I need the best ones, only the best ones
Talking the best ones
I want the best ones, cause I’m the best one
Best ever…