How I'm Livin'

Yeah, one time for your mind The original, baby pa, hit ya with the dopeness Check it out [Verse 1] I walk into the joint, with mad peeps who creep me Get me in the mood to fill the atmosphere we in there So now its time for us to check the scenery Here it is square biz like Teena Marie Tap the jacket, the jeans, and the ankles Make sure that I’m sliding in the door gun free Eventually, getting into things as the time passes Scooping all the honeys with the fat asses Just comfortably, see, original style Timbalands on my feet, stomping grounds give me second rounds In town, a ride or bounce, peep the sound Baby Pa takes the crown and the pitcher’s mound Wake up and smell the coffee, I’m awfully Precise with the punches smoking boom and the afternoon Pay attention to the vibes I be giving, bright like a prism Cuz this is how I’m livin’ [Hook x2] Fellas grab ya honeys, ladies hold on tight Its baby Pa y’all On the rise to the top til the people gonna rock Ya don’t stop [Verse 2] It feels great hanging out late Cuz all day I was chillin like a villain around the way The females on a scale from 1 to 10 I take a chicken thirsty for a good sticking On a mission for cream, cunts and blunts Drinks and diamonds at the bar, never smiling The attitude is rude I getcha girl in the mood, because I’m shrewd when I’m wildin’ Lay back, like on an island somewhere With the hottest goddess, running her fingers through my hair Yeah, yeah, crystal clear, for your pleasure My rap is like a map, flowing to the treasure Trendsetter, much flavor to the letter Tommy Gibbs breaking ribs, godfather with the kids Pay attention to the rhymes I be kicking Surprise without a ribbon, this is how I’m livin’ [Hook x2] [Verse 3] Proper, stopper, real hip hopper Flipping lids over beats, freestyling at the track meet So remain in ya seats because it’s three-peat But my name ain’t Jordan, and my flow is far from boring Its enduring, soaring over slouches, rolling the boom in back rooms on couches In houses, lounging under ACs with ladies, laying down a lyrical foreplay by FCJ So bear witness, the mental fitness Who can get with this, new jack apprentice So I’m about to set it with the ultra magnetic Funk to be sweated, in bed in heads Better recognize, and all of the tough guys Catch slugs from the magic world thugs So pay attention to the message that I’m sending Mad rules I’m bending, this is how I’m livin’