2 On Remix

Rap game over we can tell in the 1st inning, Charles Barkely u don't like Texans, you trippin

 

She don't like me she like women, Big L lines but i keep moving, give credit and thanks like internet shippin

 

If I got a Latina or light skin, who can cook ball, freak, then this must be thanksgiving your mans, blind, i don't mention names, but to talk to

 

Me, you must be kiddin, trying get 2 on, well i put my fist up ain't fuckin with that type of white women

 

I remember 6th grade, had 2 on, thought i was Katt Williams, thought, i was pimping, she ain't got to have double d's like Wendy Williams

 

As long as she smart, cook, clean then a nigga ain't trippin, it doesn't matter whats on the outside, no that bitch gotta be pretty

 

Pretty, but u can't be an asshole, or shady cause ive seen many, blast in your ear drum, im sick big ears like Minnie

 

Should know me on the block, went from wooden walls, to a cement block, remember fuckin up, saw the sign wouldn't stop

 

Crucifix, hands were something, niggas all in yo business, watch me be shit and you notthing like Robin Givens

 

Anybody who thinks you going make a comeback is trippin

 

Trying keep a good image, don't wanna kill you like niggas at a abortion clinic, sad to think where our young women

 

Drake "Your man's gone and you don't listen" happens alot no mitching, sufferin succotash, y'all keep your talkin, i spitting