Don't don don don't drop it
Won't you pass that mic right here
You know I will not fuckin drop it
So you thought that I would stop it
But I got more shits in my pocket
I say don't (duh don't dont) drop it,
This original styles mine
So you thought that G was all washed up
But the ring around the collar is so damn tough
You know I'm not the type of brutha like enoughs enough
And what you want to start something
See I flow like the breeze
Mind my own biz you I find my mother load
I'm getting paid in the shade
With the rules that I play
For the moves that I make
Its amazing just like the boy
Peter paker sink white as a cloud my souls deep
The best tasting water in the bottom of the well
Raining like a thunderstorm
And you about to get wet cause the heat is on
But it don't get paranoid
I got the flavors like lemonade
My stock is steady rising like I'm on etrade
I don't date a girl with the thunder thighs
I got the mai tai special with the light brown eyes
To make the bread you must have the rise
It pays it pays to adverstise
But I won't shove my shit right down your throat
And if you like my freestyle then check out what I wrote
So please don't pick my brain
Tongue twister try to stump me
You know my cover is blown
So lets fire up this joint on the microphone
See I rock the party hard but the party won't break
Said the neighbors were cool but you made a mistake
Damn the cops are coming I'm running out the back door
Jump over the fence you never see me no more
I'm coming on coming on coming