Fist Full of Dollars 'Green Eyes'

In all the five burrows I'm known -from movie Boss dreams and everything on a triple beam It's like a holiday scheme with wicked fiends In a car I lean, money infatuated The skrilla intimidated, illegally motivated Revvin' like a cutty that bang on the block Baby can I have your keys, I hate to pick your lock Snappin' like a gator, never waitin' like a waiter Cherry is my flavor when it comes to now and laters When it comes to gettin' greedy, man I get green eyes And I gotta get it like Muslims slang pies Cuttin' in line just to get mine Tiga I feel that waitin' is a crime Arrest me, cuff me, bail me Rap is money baby it'll never fail me I'm like an antique that zip through the streets Lickin' my tongue at little kids The lucky motivator when it comes to makin' paper Man you can keep your money cause I really need a fader Hot like potatoes, hair in your gators Waves that make ya sick like a sailor Don't ask about my woman cause I'm married to the rap Don't have to say "I love you", and we love it like that And I'm chillin like the number one chiller Around some cats that shoot more thangs than Reggie Miller Nicky you a real rap dealer I dranks my drank, hit the dank, give a pound and say "My nigga" The situation make me quiver The hotter the cap for the rap, cold steel will make a nigga shiver And like pizza I deliver Cop your rocks, hit the block, and mothafucka don't short stop Do you know where you going back, it's like a reminisce of a Diana Ross track You know I gotta floss dat, boss dat, cross dat See the eye of the devil if I lost dat Yeeuh, it gets hot in the room Like a wicked witch I gotta jump the broom Screamin' "Fuck you" by the light of the moon Custom fit like a brand new bra I hate to break the rules but I love to break the law Get caught, gotta lie like a veteran In the bathtub screamin' "Flyyy pelicans!"