The MC

[Verse 1] Bitches on my line, this a probate H2O flow and I don't hold gate This is no trial, this a closed case I swear my mans flippin' birds like a road rager Im no angel, my hoes like a Sega Streets of Rage 2, I make them hoes skate, don't let the flow escape Just let me flow above, im blowing loud out the clouds "TURNT UPPPP" And these worth bucks, fuck ifs or maybes Yeah surfs up Harlem hoes say I'm "wavy" LA girls say I'm "hella tight" I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight Call it what you want I'm what you like I'm ballin all my life I'm Sydney Dean ya'll Wesley Snipes Never really been into the ice My lady friends never really be into the life I like a deep thinker,I like a wine drinker I like a dutty wine bitch with some vagina piercing I like a good listener,I like a sense of humor I like a ho that likes a ho just for my amusement OK, I like to think I'm likable I like to think I write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts Don't know why they fightin' fo, dont know why they arguin' Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this They be on that water here, put a couple in the air Then they get that chopper like they dont know where a Target is And I'm shoppin like I don't know where a Target is Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid Neiman Marcus shit (Stupid Neiman Markus shit) Bring the hook,I think I need to spark again [Hook x2]] MC'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different Let me see some hands for the dope rhyme spitter Let me see some hands for the dope rhyme spitter Let me see some hands for the dope rhyme spitter Uhh! yeah smokin yeah I should stop Everyday is 420 every moments Woodstock Everything is good but these haters wish I would stop Penetrating the culture but I do it til' this Wood Stop, Uhh! Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by Lyricist Got it lock like Styles Sheek Kiss and them The irony in that is I ain't all about the benjamins Im all about my woman friend, benefits to get it in BBM Pinnin me some pictures in they intimates Womanizing to say the least And everything after Nautilus ain't a beat Daytona 5 Grey S5 With the baddest out of 3 dimes Lisa "Left" Eye My Flow Chilly TBoz Watch with 30 rocks in it No Peacock, a little NBC talk I smoke and let the tree talk I'm goin at the green Rock-steady/Bee-Bop No Longer do I freestyle, Money for the strippers They comin after me huh they probably off the dippers They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol My side is all riders and your side dont buy tickets I love them fly swattin bitches, pull my fly down when im wit em'