[Intro: Daddy-O (RZA)]
Yo, yo, yo, yo Bobby
What up, what up? I can't really hear you
Aiyo, I left ten pounds in the trunk and I gave Sha' ten
Make sure he drops them sh**s off
I'm on my way back to Mexico, to pick up another hundred
(What up?) Can you hear me? can you hear me? (Uh-huh)
Yo make the drop off, don't forget man!
[ShaCronz]
I got n***as on the block, block
n***as with them gats, gats
n***as on the strip, strip
Pumpin' them packs, packs
To my workers that stays sharp like razors
Play my part and blaze it, we braveheart with paper
My n***as got that Dutch, Dutch
n***as got that black, black
n***as got a b**h, b**h, head in they lap, lap
My team ain't wit' it, we dreamed and did it
Leaned and pivot, schemed for digits
Everything you seen, we lived it
n***a front then we get at duke
Dick hard like statues go to hole like Shaq do
Cut you like a cantelope
Like Iverson the truth and the answer
I'm the poison and the antidote
Don't care if the b**h cute, we don't s** raw
We play the corners like the castles on a chess board
Up in the Lex 4, drinkin' a Beck's boy
Shoppin' in the best stores, I'm the n***a to check for
[Hook: Freemurder]
Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on titties, sayin' F-R-E
And my n***a Crizzee baby, and my n***a Digi baby
Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on titties, sayin' Bob Digi
Or ShaCrizzee baby, or Lil' Frizzee baby
[Interlude: girl (RZA)]
*moaning*
Bobby stop!
Bobby *sirens* the cops is comin
*moans*
(That sh** is tight girl)
*cops: "hey you!"
*moans*
(f** that mothaf**a, you know how I do)
*sirens*
*moans*
*car speeding off*
[RZA]
Up in the drop-top Boxter headin' the opposite
Direction of the cop inside the chopper
I got the tall Grey Goose vodka
This b**h on my side, with no panties, finger pop her
Ten pounds of skunk up in the front trunk
Bird like hittin' a blunt, about to cum, and I'm pinchin' her c*nt *girl moans*
Ninety miles per hour I'm like "f** these punks!"
It's the land of the free son, you only live once
You a smart motherf**er or stupid dunce?
Music blastin', she orgasm like a singer
Sweet, wet p**y got all over my fingers
Now I'm sniffin' my hand, I'm shiftin' the plan
Got the pedal to the floor, goin' swift as I can
Hit the exit, chk-chk-chuh, make the left quick
Hit the garage and slip inside the Lexus
I got many whips, many clips, many chicks
And my dick's been s**ed by many lips
Many tips, on many vicks, many sticks
And left the God with plenty chips
[Girl]
He got many whips, many clips, many chicks
And his dick's been s**ed by many lips
Many tips, on many vicks, many sticks
And left the bar with plenty chips
[Hook]