You take what you can, without asking first and then you drink what′s left, to quench your own thirst You always fill your plate with more than you can eat and then you make sure, that you get the best seat
I′VE TOLD YOU A THOUSAND TIMES BUT YOU STILL WON′T LISTEN I′VE GIVEN YOU A THOUSAND CHANCES BUT YOU STILL WON′T LEARN AND I′VE SEEN A THOUSAND SIGNS THAT YOU′VE BEEN MISSIN′ I′VE TOLD YOU A THOUSAND TIMES WAIT UNTIL YOUR TURN
You always help yourself, to what you can find but sharing what there is, it doesn′t cross your mind you find a place in the sun and wait until you′re served to make sure that you get, more than you deserve
[Chorus]
Stop breathing my air, you′re all over my face Just give me some room, stop stealing my space Take one step back and then one step more until′ you reach the door...
[Ice Cube] (verse one) {:02} I know ya like to see me doin′ bad But i′m doin′ good, fuck the police that′s rollin′ thru my neighborhood Fuckin′ peaker wood see me in the five speed I don′t care if his motherfuckin′ eyes bleed (yeah yeah!) This is my weed, this is my world Don′t get mad when you see them hundred smokes squirel (?) Candied out while you spit yo′ last on the pearl The Don Daada, i′m hotta than holly watta Wish i was your baby fatha, cuz i got a fuckin′ head on my shoulder And lead in my holster, face on the poster The kinda nigga that you wanna get close ta′ But you can′t so you start the lyin′ Just like that nigga that think he dyin′ Get ta cryin′, snitchin′ and testifyin′ To all my people if i′m talkin ′bout your baby mama When she meet Ice Cube tell her save the drama
[Chris Rock] Yo Cube, im goan have all da biches here
--You ain′t got to lie ta kick it--
Yo man fuck dem bitches, dey ain′t call me back But i just paged my auntie
--You ain′t got to lie ta kick it--
[Ice Cube] Tell your mama, tell your daddy, tell your auntie
--You ain′t got to lie ta kick it--
Tell your cousin, tell your sister, if she want me
--You ain′t got to lie ta kick it--
[Ice Cube] (verse two) {1:02} I′m a be as real as I can with this Not just the fake analyst on canabis, who only say that the world is Scandalist, without findin′ out a way to handle this Dismantle this, either with the rhyme or the fist How the fuck we get in the belly of this bitch? I be rich if
This for the grown and sexy This for the grown and sexy (grown and sexy) This for the grown and sexy This for the grown and sexy
[Verse 1] If you down with me then I′m down with you I lay a nigga down if he fuck around with you And if you ride wit me I ride wit chu And if you stick by my side I′ll provide for you And if you there for me I′ll be there for you Through the laughter and tears I′ll care for you And if you role wit me I′ll role wit chu Be your friend till the end and grow old wit chu (boo) Peep it though I′m a pimp and I keep a hoe I met this on the low Freak like a week ago Yo I′m on the avenue And she was walking by while I′m coming out the store wit a bag or two I would of passed on her But mami had a ass on her That′ll have u spending cash on her I move fast come on I′m like come here boo And she was nice from her shoes to her hair due Her bracelet was right she had jewels in her hair too Type that chu might make your wife in a year or two Yeah boo you officially nice that′s why I′m trying to get wit chu tonight I′ma hit chu iight?
[Chorus 2x] Hey miss thang (your so sexy) Can we hang (I want to show you how I) Do my thang (I′ma getcha) I!! I jus wanna get wit chu
[Verse 2] Now when i got to the spot i was ringing her phone like I′m thinking bout bringing you home But that ain′t what its all about unless that′s what chu thinking about I ain′t fresh I′m jus taking you out Listen Getcha nails done, getcha hair fixed do all of that and call me back on the cell sis I ain′t the hell rich But I′m still gone fill you wit champagne stuff you with shell fish Lock still reppin Tony blue gotcha This lifestyle′s only for mobstas I gotcha We goin to dinner spot round ten o′clock I′mma drive by beep da horn then spin the block
Let me know if you are down to row with me
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 3] Now when i went to get her we went to dinner and ate right But dis da late night im trynna see what her face like She ain′t da first date type she got class But she dealin wit da Dee dot cash ya hurd dat? Got off da turnpike she like me to air dat I reached in my pocket and got it like hold up I passed her a dub and a dutchie like roll up Somethin came to me I made a u-whee you kno wat?! You playin games ma and I′m a player right But I ain′t playin when I sayin u should stay da nite I′m sayin like if i ain poppin you off I′m gettin topped at da bus stop and droppin you off (yup!)