(Quipto)   I'm the new Jack Nino   On my own like C-Lo   Got carried away   Married to this game when I eloped   Gone, imma take it further I'll learn her   Soon as I turn her out   And there'll be no doubt that she'll be flippin like a burger   Now I'm just a two-steppin, Hugh Heffin'   Gotta watch for these groupies pull flukies    just to get you naked   But imma a spit it, rap it   Til a young cat livin lavish   Your homeboy itch the scratch-it   I tell him get established, lean back   Trip off how they react   Nicky for strictly   Just for the sticky like the tree sap   Trixie got them    I let the beat blast time is money   Til then just miss me spit them lies Ta Dummies   Im genuine medicine, practice on my ettiquite    Represent the president Edison, feel to the elements (huh)   Your feelin trapped like a rat in a race   But slappin 5 cause a true rap cat in the place   Blow the purple, If not baby walk like Hershel   She can walk, run, long-jump, hurdle   Just leave the circle   Back on the blade after macin on stage   Don't hate cause I'm this   Tradin places wit me   Your livin days like a week   Every single toes on your feet   Gon' busy workin the streets   The co-co concrete   I got a plan it's get in and get out   And all my homies know what im talking about   Th-Th-Th-Thizz out      (Nickatina)   Man im classified a spitta in the game   I get the issue and the tissue   And don't cry about the fame   I spit a dart right through your heart   And see my life will come apart   I like to party in the dark   So baby how you gonna start?   The music's loud, I kick it live   and this is federal   So prime time    half the time you open wide   and my reflection's in your eyes   it's like the liquor on the counter    makin money by the hour   getting cleaner than a shower   standin out just like a flower   get the flavor for the fantasy   you know it's me I'm greedy   no more hidin in the clubs    because the bitches say they see me   I be chewin on the doublemint sometimes its spearmint   I say I got a bottom but the hoes aint hearin it   I talk a lot of shit man spit the mix   Mint flavor in this rhyme   “I seen you hella times but Nicky T your hard to find”   Freak I'm never in a hurry, rollin getting money    I can see it in your eyes you like to spit these lies Ta Dummies   Man even when I'm quiet you can see your boss talker   My new turn out she got some ??? in the walker   She's rare as a flyin sauca, so I'ts gonna cost ya   And if I neva had ya then I certainly neva lost ya   Your killin me, freak who you wanna be?   Holla at the G-O-D, hey Nicky T   Carnology