This song is for you, not for anyone else but you

It's your own special song, I wrote it for you

Just for you, only for you





I see y'all niggaz wanna ride my dick, whatever

Don't put your hands up on me, Sheek'll come out the leather

Put the hammer to your hatin mouth, nail it shut

Get off my dick and get you some butt, try and nut

Cause this nut is macadamian, keep the mack and I'm Damian

This game you don't wanna play me in

Niggaz need somethin to do, you ain't gon ride or clap nothin

Might as well hate from the side, not that ain't good

Bitch I'll push your motherfuckin cap back like you popped open the hood

Flesh burner like somebodykeep puttin in wood

Don't add nothin, don't count nothin unless it's yours

Let me see, he done been on atleast three tours

Bad cars, he atleast get thirty for bars

See that's the problem motherfuckers don't know

But they think that they know what you do and what you don't

Where you live, what it cost, what you gettin for a show

Who your girl, where she from, what you buyin for that ho

So at that I tell you mind your biz

Punch out, take the bus home and mind your kids

Before ya kids be pumpin my work, bitch doin the jerk

Get down and throw sperm on her shirt

Can't be him, he ain't supposed to shine like that

Back with BadBoy that nigga ain't rhyme like that

Damn he hot, you sure?  That if you think I'm jiggy nigga

Key to life, Puff, used to be with Biggie nigga

Yeah, S-H-E-E-K L-O-U-C-H B-E sick in the H-E-A-D

I worry when y'all stop hatin, it's a problem, waitin

When I'm back to drinkin old beers like Walter Patin

Easy wider, mouth web like a fuckin spider

Haha, y'all niggaz sweeter than apple cider

I pull a all nighter, pumpin the fifth

Weed and a spliff, nigga it's the curse and the gift



The fuck, yo engineer do me a favor

Come in here for a minute, please

(Hey Sheek is everything ok in there?)

Nigga, who told you to stop the beat?

Get ya ass in there and turn another beat on