[ performed by playa hamm ]
[ quik ] hamm, what's up, n***a!
[ hamm ] what's up, my brother
Just loungin, you know
Bout to crack this 40 ounce
[ quik ] oh, look at you, lil' ol' alcoholic-a** n***a
[ hamm ] well, you know i got to have it, my brother, ain't nothin changed
You wanna hit it?
[ quik ] yeah - what's up?
[ hamm ] hey man, you tell me
What's up with the album, man?
[ quik ] hey man, we tryina finish that muthaf**a, man
And eh - i need one more song
[ hamm ] no sh**
[ quik ] yeah, i wanted to know if you wanted to bust on it?
[ hamm ] oh, without a doubt, you know i'd love to
[ quik ] 'member that sh** you was bustin for me over the phone
That s**a-free sh**?
[ hamm ] yeah, i remember that sh**
[ quik ] well, won't you put that sh** right about...
Here
(s**a)
(s**a)
(s**a)
(ha?)
(now a s**a raises up off of you)
Did you miss me?
It took a little time to get s**a-free
But since a young g it's ppc
Ain't no shame in the name
And still true to the game
Still servin s**ers, just the same
No sense, and dwellin in the past tense
I roll with quik, so you better check your ladies, gents
Cause i'ma teach her how to break you, right before i break her
After i make her, then i shake her
Yeah, i know, you heard it all before
But i can't deal, cause i see you're still simpin for a hoe
Claimin pimp, but you're payin for the pu'
Silly s**er, punk muthaf**a
They only flock and jock
Cause you're fillin up they pocketbooks
And you're still judgin b**hes by they looks
When it's really all about what she can do for you
I do for me and still see a true
Ah-ha, really? do you hear me, bro?
Got your name all on your lips, but your chick trips
Oh no, never will i lower to your level
And i got 17 for ya, devil
Too true to ever let a s**er like you
Make me do somethin that i don't wanna do
I'm still real with it, you gots to deal with it
I serve that a** like a clocker, i don't give a f**
But who you're doin, how you're doin
Or what you do it with
You better miss me with the dumb sh**
So when you're speakin on the playa hamm or my n***a quik
Everybody knows you're s**in on a fat dick
It ain't nothin to nuttin in your a**, so that you see clear
Boomin in your ear, so i know you hear
Bump this in your coupe with your r&b wanna-be-me
Trick-a**, i'm s**a-free