Pop-A-Lot - Matic lyrics

Zaytiggy you a fool for this one My wrist automatic Pockets mathematic b**h so dramatic Hit the club its cinematic Standin on the couches all problamatic Chokin on this aromatic Like i'm athsmatic Drivin fast cars whippin 'em through bad traffic In the kitchen straight drop it like a bad habit Jay's told me that my work was fantastic Splittin dutch masters fillin 'em with anthrax Ass so fat, had to glance back at it Told her i'm two-face, let a n***a backstab it Tity put her phat rabbit on a kraftmatic I made her Phene for the D like a crack addict I'm into distribution, I'm like Atlantic I heard that panamara Porsche, view panoramic So I told my daddy that I had to have it It was hammer-time, he got my a** a ski mask Copped a black caddy that I call black magic Stash spot that I could hide a cadillac in That Nasty Nas up in the pot that sh** illmatic I bet I make that b**h flip like gymnastics Told this b**h blow this dick I ain't romantic Told her move this package, she was enthusiastic Pockets gigantic Bust 'em out the plastic Money in the basement, pounds in the attic My wrist automatic Pockets mathematic b**h so dramatic Hit the club its cinematic Standin on the couches all problamatic Chokin on this aromatic Like i'm athsmatic POP