[Common]   I'm a Jake, I don't bake a cake   I'm not a cake daddy, you know the type be pullin up in a Caddy   with a drop top, see when I hoe hop, I kick it to the bus stop (what?)   and it's goodie goodie gumdrops   I don't be droppin squat but to the heads they think it's topnotch   I'm skippin over every other dip as if it's   hop hop hop hop hop hop hop, hop, hopscotch, watch      Aiy aiyyo man, ay man, look at ol' girl   She got a BIG ass! (Yo man, sic her.)   Aiy man, ay... hey sweetheart, how you doin?   I'm doin fine.   Oh word? What's your name?   Rayshel.   Why don't you come over to the house so I can put you in the   BUCK BANG!      Aight check it, you see I only bag ya for a second   You never see me beggin, you see the slimmie naked   in my headroom, mo' better yet my bedroom   Tippedy tokin, and stutterin as if she's Max Headroom   Redroom (Redrum?) No I ain't a murderer   I'm Jake the Rake, yo sorry if I'm hurtin the   vaginal area, fallopian tubes and your cervix   I strongly recommend that for your gen' you get some Jergens   I find it beneficial; not to force the issue   I just blow my shit and wipe you see a head it's like tissue   Use em and throw em away, see a hoe a day is essential   If you want a piece of the rock, trick, go to Prudential   cause I rock a buyer babe on the treetop   And when the wind blows, my dick'll get hard, the cradle will rock   I'm like the peacock on NBC, Nuttin But Cock   I pump, prrrrrrrrrrrump pump it up yo, like a Reebok   Hey, I don't sell junk, but I'm a Junkyard Dog   And when I Duke it's a Hazzard, so call me Boss Hog   Or Roscoe Pecol, ohhhhh! pain   That's the sound of the Caravan... running the train   yeahhhh yeahh, bitch   That's the sound of the Caravan, running the train   Owwowhwahaheha! Check it out, check it out yeah, in yo' eye!   Yeahh! Hahhh! Yeahh!      Twilite Tone got tricks up my sleeve   Immenslope got tricks up my sleeve   Yo DRK got tricks up my sleeve   De La Soul got tricks up my sleeve   JuJu got tricks up my sleeve   The Nubian Nut got tricks up my sleeve   Com Sense got tricks up my sleeve   ("Wait... I got another trick up my sleeve")      [Rayshel]   I'm not a Jake or a Rake or a hoe, but I got the mo' better   for head of the class   And if you ask me I'm not tryin ta be drastic   I'm not a bitch like Robin Givens I'm concerned about your   plastic, ask it, I'll tell you what you wanna know   And if I tell you no, don't be all up on it dope   Frontin so your friends won't know that you got the 86   so you call me a bitch   You get your kicks, but Kix and Trix are for kids   I don't turn no tricks, I don't suck no Dix-ie cups   I hops in the hubba Hubba Bubba I'm like   Al B. stud, cause if I'm not your lover or your friend   don't try to spend, waste your time   tryin to get a taste of mine but you ain't tastin mine   So find a new type puss, cause if I don't like you   you ain't gettin service G, this ain't the drivethru   Drive by, way far, and everything'll be groovy   Then you pester me? Yo I'ma tell ya like the Nubians   Move on black brotha move on   You gotta move on black brotha move on