Wooo wooo! [in background]   Yessur! aha   New Skateboard P   Hey!   Let's go get 'em   uh-huh   yo, hola      [Verse 1]   Mearle maire, club muchacho   Asorted flavours, in they solatos   Inspire young minds, stacked by Nato's   With the right determination of a patho   Running 'cross the water with bricks at his poncho   Face like a shoot when it's bussin' my glock hold   Vanity stings, 'til I die when the holy father hands me my wings   When I was young yo the teacher gave me stanity dreams   Giving me music like drugs and they handed me things, they shoot it up   See me on the TV, the cuties they wanna fuck   Both presidental and plus, they hoop it up   Got more hits in his zip, who want enough   I can go back in time, you be Judge Eato   With my men and ?? I know you thinkin' Neato   Givin' peace to minutes, something like your T-Vo   But it's 3 hundred thousand more with no remote   Take it in the rain, I used to live with Tito   But he clowned me and told me that my money's free-doughs   Now the Enzo doors go up like a Dilo   Reon, same song some from my man Nigo   SLR, when the doors go up it's like a fresh elle jar   Nigga we boss, he shall not get hot, he too frost   Yessur...      [Bridge]    My nigga close your eyes,   Just picture you're self just holdin' pies   Impliment a plan and and you'll surely rise   Just promised by the man that controls the skies   Don't you see, I know that shit's so ill   Better yet, dawg, just tell me how you feel   ...How you feel dawg?      [Chorus]   We just picture thinking, dreaming, scheming, breathing, reading, all in the late night   Shaking, boiling, lacing, bacon, shaking, shaping, gotta get this cake right   As I serve it, you just burn it, breathe it, learn it, now watch you take flight   ...My nigga how does it feel?   Ha ha! Yessur!      [Verse 2]   Nigga you don't know me   I'm part Howard Hues, part horny, part holy   First trip on the ramp is the rock and rolly   Keep one on my staff with a new pro-chromy   If they priest need the mention that I've been biten   But a force be the chocolate where critics are written   He dresses insane where his music admire   Ask anyone from Vouge and Esquire And Vanity Fair you like can of the year   But you should guess who's in insanity chair    Now it ain't about what I want    Still thumbing through my life like a drug-star porn   It's one thing to say you did it   It's one thing to lie about your didgits   It's one thing to say that you live it   It's another for you fuckers to admit it   But I admit I got all this paper plus the prettiest faces that's off of our nature    I drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted meet me at my house, I got space like NASA   And it'll make me happy buy yourself a Sattle   Unlike my sister Stacy when she lost her papa   I been there, gettin stroke and nothing to trap-uh    John could do, when surrounded with true   A man dies, baby born, as far as Peru   It's a simple proof between us and imposters   We hop in the air, and don't care what it costs us   Now I'm with NERD with a pit full of Martians   I guess you could say that we fly like saucers   Zapping at niggas, with classing and figure   The cash and class whippers   The thrashing mag ripper   Go 'head and say it (you a rappin' ass nigga)   Yessur!      [Bridge]   [Chorus]       Nigga you don't know me...