Intro:

All this way, I'm doing my thang (x2)



Verse 1:

Guess who? The realist flavors like mystic

Coming through with drama, question my karma

E-Double mack supreme, um I got cha, I'm in my land crusier pumpin' Junior

M.A.F.I.A.

I'm freshly dipped and I'm ready for the night, I'm doin' the boom bang

boogie band for my niggas

No gold diggers, it might resort to triggers

But a few tricks that's down for the cause, breakin' all laws, and takin'

off they drawers

Cristle flowin', Moet flowin', Don P flowin', y'all not knowin'

Huh, it's on like that and everybody's welcome

So react, bitch no diggity, Ain't No Future In my Frontin', just ask MC

Breed

Yo Jazzy bring the leaves



Hook:

I got freaks in the living room gettin' it on and they ain't leavin' till

six in the morining

Yeah, cause I'm the man above and if you're going down, um I got 'em (x2)



Verse 2:

Lookin' at my Roley it's about that time, a quarter past 9

I'm lookin' through my blind, cars start rollin' up

It's my niggas and my cousin Jah-Boogie with the goodies

And behind his ass some girls in a Wrangler

Gettin' out doin' it, I'm watchin' them persuein' it

Huh, they all come in, I give my niggas a pound

Just chill while I start the sound, now the vibe is on like butter on

popcorn (say what?)

So we gonna do it all night long, 3 hours past by, I'm off the hook

There's girls everywhere, I swear, I swear

Smoke in the atmosphere, indo on the window

Check out this light ?, on this here single, ha ha ha

I freaks the funk for my people, y'all know the sequal, technique is mad

lethal



Hook (x2)



Verse 3:-acap