[Mr. Cheeks]   A yo I come from New York V.A.'s where they found me   This Mr. Cheeks I keep freaks around me   L.B. Fam surround me in case something pops off   Heat up in the winter in the summer take the tops off   I'm from up north a New York City nigga   About 6 feet I weigh a buck 50 nigga   Not a pretty nigga smooth criminal type   Freestyle or write I could do this all night   I'm still that nigga with them (Car)hartts and them Timbs on   Rims on the whip shorty come along   It ain't hard to tell a yo I'm back now   Look at the game yo E(Dub) lay the track down   Ok now how do that sound it sound official to me   Let them know we in the place to be   And I got this chick thinking the taste's with me   And she's leaving the place with me well let's go!      [Chorus: Mr. Cheeks]   Now what you hear is not a test   It's the dice game runner he's one of the best   Yo peep me at a game I came down with finesse   Yo that's my word you heard the rest well let's go get it (2x)      [Mr. Cheeks]   A yo my tux ain't rented it's been a minute I'm back in it   Pulled up in the STS this shit's tinted   Jumped out like the mack with the black apple jack on   My fault I ain't mean to make you wait that long   I've been there I done that I hits the scene   I hit the spot and rock I gets the green   Yo listen money this is all I do   Bag chicks stack chips road trips with the crew   We world wide man we got a lot of fam   From the Boo-Yaa Tribe to {?} man   That Queens nigga get his dough in every way   No bullshit he's in the lab like every day   I throw my L's up for those that rep the team   The middle finger goes up for those that left the scene   Well how you see it well there's more green to burn than earn   You know the saying man yo you live to learn      [Chorus]      [Mr. Cheeks]   I like to be up on the low spit my flow and get dough   Earn my keep in the game like I aim to get more   We did it in the past we still doing it now   It's the L.B.F. fuck who ruin it how   I'm far from a scrub chicks love the style   That's why they behave badly and act all wild   I love it when I bring a cutie back to the cut   I'm blowing smoke on her bootie she shaking her butt   I throw a little bit more joy juice in her cup   She lights another L up yo that's what's up   She's good to go so I throw on some songs   She peels of her jeans off and shows the thong   It's a day in the life of your nigga here   E Double yeah that's my nigga there   Ain't forcing nothing shorty rock giving it up   Yo Jamaica funk nigga I'm just living it up      [Chorus]