roll thats how we do, do it hot and if you understood, would you? stop hatin and playin hard i got a loaded bodygaurd dont make him pull out the glock and pop uffies
and walls surrounding me Blonde ambitions, offerin mother's little yellow ... helpers Helpers helpers, helpers Uffie Country club martini crew Extra olives just won't do Valium makes your soul get higher And
say I give it away You keep on making me wait But I'm not your slave I waste a shit load of time And I'm on the rush You're playing tricks with my mind And
if I write rhymes, I write checks Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks Difficult-icult-icult-icult I write checks Open in my books I've read Dreaming
only one I could ever speak This secret language between us and the sheets You made my mind and body so hot You sent this wild child into a lady by night And
wrong bitch (Is the battle over here?) I don't care, I quit There's two kinds of MCs out there There's the ones who rap, and the ones who don't care And
day When my baby ran away He was sex dreams and denim jeans We used to stay up all night Playing late til it was bright But then he found the guitar And
can see so I can touch your body You know my name, right? I'm kinda famous now I'm takin pictures with my fans and signin tits now I am a rockstar And
to be an artist I can't even sing, you know? Everything happened so fast And I never knew I could get used to it Now I'm kinda trapped and the sun keeps
not a dummy You know you want it shorty, you know you want it baby And I got people working hard just to make it happen This how we do, uffie You got the new uffie And
just like it's all about me Me, me, me all the time I so understand you But guess what Me and my stupid flow Me and my MySpace With only three tracks a year And
, I'm gon' top it With the ADD makes a crazy me And they can't see, that's why they blame me Tell the women hi, I dip and dive I skip and fly, I'm a
to say I give it away You keep on making me wait But I'm not your slave I waste a shit load of time And I'm on the rush You're playing tricks with my mind And
, yes Im a wise chick, And I got more stamps in my passport than a post office. Im making the hype, you know what its like? Me and feadz we travelin first class and
if I write rhymes, I write checks Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks It's Difficult-icult-icult-icult I write checks Opening my books of facts Dreaming
a musical youth and i rule the nation something is wrong with this generation they just want to play games like G.T.A. eating some junk food and smoke weed all day and
can touch yo body you know my band right? i'm kind of famous now. i'm takin pictures with my fans and findin hits now i am a rock star and i party
