So I'm from Langdon Park The North-East DC part And we jive be coming up with stuff all the time Different terms and stuff Like "Put me in the pocket" That's when somebody excites you, you know what I'm sayin? You see a girl that's tight or somethin' She "Put you in the pocket" Yeah when you rockin' bammers, stylin' on 'em and stuff Youngsta [Verse 1] I be jived out there In the streets cruising You might have seen me out there Doing, anything but losing If you fake I'm a put you out there You might hear some "ooooing" (ooohh) But I don't wanna take it there So you know, I was all on point as usual I can tell, cause people usually point and say that's crucial Even though was forced I ain't never wear FUBU Cause I ain't no bamma and the girls are no a boo-you But if it's you, do you I don't like to copy, I be on Moschino, Versace and Gucci Baby lookin' sloppy, wonder why they ain't got no groupies They ain't got no groupies And I ain't just rap for a hobby I do it for the groupies Psych, pysch I do it just to uhhhhh... Put you in the pocket {*scratched and repeated*} So put me in the pocket [Verse 2] I was on the phone with this girl that was extra girlie She was being extra and tryin' to churn me So I had to next her She got problems with self-esteem So that might affect her My moms give me lectures I been out of school for like, ten semesters I got my diplomas to fall back on her Soon as you turn around I'm right up on ya You ain't got the heart if you ain't an organ donor If she got a level head I'm right up on her On her, on her Speaking of head I'm go ahead and stay ahead at the mall You can find Bonney Runway and boutiques, not the mall The name is Tabi Bonney and all I can say is... Put you in the pocket {*scratched and repeated*} So put me in the pocket