(feat. Chag G)



[Talking]

Let's rock... Yeah... uh ... Lil one

Fuck all that bullshit homie, Turning dreams into dust

And you vaccum it mutha fucka, Pick it up

You handle your shit, Haha



[Mr. Lil One]

Pull down my zipper yeah you got my dick up

Some do it sick but no I do it sickah

labeling me the lokus hokus pokus

I bring a gun with these mutha fucking roses

And you know this bitch don't front

Yeah I know your man from a plan they call punk

Lil can you chill? Promise you I will

The moment that he proves that he really does kill

Tell you how I feel I keep it on the real-ah

Sucking on my stick cause you think that I'ma kill-ah

Respect that I get got your pity on it

From the young to the sprung to the neighborhood rich

Bitch don't forget I'm loved and adored

Meet you as a women and forgot you as a whore

Mutha fucking trick the seven day ich

And you wonder why we call you bitch



[Hook x2]

I'm that boogie man

That's what I am

And I came to gain

Whatever I can



[Mr. Lil One]

I put poisen in your mind lock you in a rhyme

Pity to the blind can't see me in my prime

And time... Goes by so slowly

Baby come and hold me make me feel holy

Show me that another man can't steal you

Tell me that you love me and I'll tell you that I feel you

Meet alot of groupies meet alot of bitches

Need to find god and turn there life religious

Burning up my britches fucking with the sickest

Finally it's over Ms. Jahoba witness

Knocking on my door forever be a whore

Lying to yourself and lying to the lord

Dig a little more and let me explore

Say you keep it real let me ask the quija board

You know how it goes man ...

I hate to see you go but I love to see you leave



[Hook]



[Mr. Lil One]

Some say I'm cocky ghetto like Rocky

Proved it back in April when the law came and got me

Shipped me off to baily tripping off my lady

Fucking up my grin she's giving em shady

Baby when I don't make it then worry

Left me in the puddle for the mud that got blurry

Hurry up and sing and don't forget to bring

A little bit of son coming back from palm springs

You know what I mean now baby keep it true

Now fuck being you It was you and Micky blue

Play me for a fool Shadow and my pride

Hit the 8-0-5 wit that 2 hour drive

A month and a half fore I cross your path

Giving petty minded fools all a reason to laugh

Now how did I become so wick to you

Can't look me in the face when I speak to you uh