Album: Units in the City
[Intro:]
I'm da man round here capish,
Brown paper bag ol dope boy money,
Ol dope boy money,
[Chorus:]
I'm da man round here capish, small face hundred 94 money
Brown paper bag ol dope boy money,
Ol dope boy money
[Verse 1:]
Easily I approache the microphone ya da kids no joke,
Tell yo hoe to get offa my dick,
Hipnotize by this shit that I spit, ya
Slow flow new flavor in yo ear,
I used to swear mane talk was cheap,
Now I'm in it 20 thousand feet, daaamn
20 thousand to speak?
17 5 if you want a key,
Geta ten pack 17 a piece,
I'm da man round here capish,
Call me big bird like sessame street
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
Shwaty whatchu doin, ain't doin nothin
Cookin upa chicken cause the rent due (money)
55 hundred, dey know money,
Magic city money?, blowin money,
Body tap wednesday, still throwin money,
Units in tha city I'm a sole anotha hundred,
Small faced huned, 94 money,
Brown paper bag ol dope boy money,
Man I'm a stunna, nigga u's a fronta,
Nigga u's a bitch and u get it from yo mama,
Real brick runna, nigga on da conna,
On my grandmama got mo chickens than a farma,
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
Early in da mornin, slippas and pajamas,
Gota get em ready cause them country boys is commin,
And I'ont belive in karmah, I belive in numbers,
Add mo zero's, I need mo commas,
Back I tijauana, money close to water,
Can get em from the border, break em down in georgia,
17 5 make em where you can afford em,
Where yo peoples at tellem gon and place they order.
[Chorus x2]