Looky here, looky here I'm a real trendsetter yeah they mock what I speak Lickety-split-lickety I rock to the beat Man of my words so don't block what I preach A couple hours after prom I'ma block from the beach
My materials is nothing 50 dollars for my sneakers I owe that to my mother boy I lay it down in pieces Gone tell em Jerm, baby it's hard to lose The way America's pickin us up at barbecues
And my delivery slippery man they might order These women love it and chug it just like it's ice water Doin my thing, and nothin starts to miss you Nothin fake about it but you know my art-official (artificial)
My homies they out of pocket, you want it you got it We ballin we do it Biggie, me and Twistopher Wallace Homie calm down, we fine, I rock, pre-nine Bad chick, she mine, hit em hard, tea time
Twist:
I'm charismatic so you know I have to have it My teacher prolly hates me man I suck at mathematics You could say Gnarly snappin, dudes be hardly rappin Ain't nobody sayin nothin, they look like Charlie Chaplin
With these Vans up on my feet, 2-1-5 to the NYC Flow so cold I'm a slip you up and I rip you up with the M-I-C It's time to beat ya, hi It's nice to meet ya, Tamisha I wake up and I shake things up just like a margarita
Man if classics think I'm stupid I'll double your retributions But it's cool because my future is huge call it resputia Your favorite color fuschia? Question mark on my (???) While it come back to ya man I call it karmasutra
All them fritos and cheetos well I just boosted your ego We say this black and white combination is like a tuxedo We keep it classy, ask me if you can pass me no never The show is better I'm goin the flow is like a barretta I'm out!