Eightball & MJG - Relax and Take Notes lyrics

[Chorus] Relax and take notes while I take tokes of the marijuana Smoke relax and take notes gun smoke gun smoke I just want the paper I just want the paper I just want the paper I just want the paper Relax and take notes while I take tokes of the marijuana Smoke relax and take notes gun smoke gun smoke I just want the paper I just want the paper I just want the paper I just want the paper M.E.M.P.H.I.S I'm a rep this hur til I walk up on d**h My demise ain't here don't hold your breath Cook heat over beef so I'm somethin' like a chef Purple kushes, my b**hes wax off they p**y bushes Eat dick like its delicious, and grant a pimp wishes She dig my country talkin', she say I sound funny Emba**y suites sittin' on the bed countin' money Illegal hustlin', dirty money mustlin Spend it like I never saw a day of pain or sufferin' Look at my face you can tell I seen both of em I stick in move do my biz get my doe and dip My chronic habit heavy weed man in every city My money big so my airplane il bitty Major visibility, bad boy lieutenant Black Phantom wit' the black guts and I'm in it [Chorus] f** it I'm a blast off, take my mask off Blow ya f**in' a** off give me the cash cause M-J-G not playin no games If you not speakin' good don't be sayin' my name n***a no it ain't OK with you within a day or two I'm a track you down and pull a muf**in' rapper root Ain't no way you n***as can hide I can get you in the house I can get you outside I'm a load da pump up, lay down jump up Surprise everybody fittin' to help me wit' my come up Damn I done made, all of y'all sh** ya jeans This look, like it might be a job for Mr. Clean You all bootleggin' n***a you's a knock off, a imitation Local a** kingpin n***a wit' a limitation You don't want no drama wit' me Cause I got da ghost of Jeffrey Dona with me [Chorus] s**as wanna see me fall fall like a ton of bricks It'll never happen dog Project Pat'll play it slick Flick when I'm in the ride nine million homicide Done when ya come wrong shoot s**as in tha Dome Always about the cheese didn't wanna go there He don't wanna pay me where he stay lets roll there What's crooked as a crooked letter hump back hump back Soda cook the dope together jump back jump back Meet any weather co*k it pump back pump back If ya bust it first I'm a dump back dump back Down South we gon hustle to the roster crow My nose runnin' still cause a n***a used to blow If pockets low I'll let ya know (don't turn around) A hair trigger that'll bust (don't make a sound) I'm a tell ya what to do (lay it on the ground) Don't be hesitatin' fool (before I blow you down) [Chorus]