If your mother had her druthers   Won't be riding with another rolling stone   If these bitches had three wishes,   You'd be busted up with stitches comatose   With a broken nose      I wanna be your limousine   Are you diggin' what I mean?   I wanna be your limousine   Sick and sick, let's split the scene      These pretty boys all call you "poison"   But we never let those boys in   Tit for tat   It's unexciting, all the fighting   All these suckers always biting   Where it's at      I wanna be your limousine   Are you diggin' what I mean?   I wanna be your limousine   Sick and sick, let's split the scene      Oh, you shake me like a coup   I feel I don't know what to do   You're just a child   You'd say "sike-naw" to an outlaw   It's like sparring with a southpaw   Swinging wild      Oh my God...      I wanna be your limousine   Are you diggin' what I mean?   I wanna be your limousine   Sick and sick, let's split the scene      Oh shit.      Oh ee oh, oh oh   Oh ee oh, oh oh   Oh ee oh, oh oh   Oh ee oh, oh oh   (repeat in background until fade)      I wanna be your limousine   Are you diggin' what I mean?   I wanna be your limousine   Sick and sick, let's split the scene