Uh, opportunity be knocking
Let a motherf**er in
Chorus:
Uh, opportunity be knocking, you gotta let a motherf**er in
I kiss my mother on the cheek, tell her that I love her
You ain't gotta worry 'bout a thing, I got it covered
Why you think I'm out there actin' crazy?
Why you think I'm out there actin' crazy?
Why you think I'm out there actin' crazy?
Ma, you know I'm still you little baby
All my life I was a f**-up. Now I pull the truck up
Same b**h stuck up. Now she wanna s** us
See me hanging out the window screaming "What, what!?"
No more tough luck; a different cloth is what
I'm cut from, baby oh my lord
The cops chasing Bronson in an all-white Ford
sh**. I'm on all-night tour
b**h. I'm alright, but I'm off that raw
I'm in a robe dancing salsa on the top floor
You would swear I'm Puerto Rican but I'm not, lord
Hot hoes every city that we go, singing
"Heads high, k**'em with it now."
All I do is eat oysters
And speak six languages in three voices
It's Adriatic Summers on the samples
Don't even try to call him, not available for nothing
Unless it's stupid paper, hop out the Studebaker
With Anita Baker, uh
Chorus:
Uh, opportunity be knocking, you gotta let a motherf**er in
I kiss my mother on the cheek, tell her that I love her
You ain't gotta worry 'bout a thing, I got it covered
Why you think I'm out there actin' crazy?
Why you think I'm out there actin' crazy?
Why you think I'm out there actin' crazy?
Ma, you know I'm still you little baby
Uh, I feel so alive I think I sh** myself
I should kiss myself, I'm staring at the man inside the mirrors
The reflection shows a wolf though (AOOOOH!)
Goddamn. I'm still cute ho (yeah)
All my women play the flute, saw ma place a melon and prosciutt'
Left handed, make the Fender cry
Count money with a reverend's smile, the Devil's eye
Half-Cherokee and Gemini, uh
Motherf**ers are Dumb Pete from Jump Street
I'll turn your chest plate to lunch meat
I'm in a Humvee, looking like a young me
Now these motherf**ers all wanna be chubby
I switch the season, now the hair's curled
Tan skin, I need a bad girl
Cause James Brown said "it's a man's wold"
In a Transam' Twirl, the burner handle made of pearl
That's just "Daddy's Little Girl"
Opportunity be knocking, you gotta let a motherf**er in
I kiss my mother on the cheek, tell her that I love her
You ain't gotta worry 'bout a thing, I got it covered
Why you think I'm out there actin' crazy?
Why you think I'm out there actin' crazy?
Why you think I'm out there actin' crazy?
Ma, you know I'm still you little baby
Opportunity be knocking, knocking, you gotta let a motherf**er in