Lemme tell a lil' story 'bout this dude I knew;
He said he used to go to school out in L.I.U.
He said he'd make me a bet;
He'd own his own jet
And he'd show me the city
From a bird eye view.
Said he came from Jamaica;
He had a lil' paper,
He owned a couple acres.
And then I caught the vapors.
That's how we got together,
On the bike,
Late night,
Kawasaki lovers.
He used to wine and dine me;
Diamond sex,
And we be arm and Armani dress.
See I ain't need a leprechaun
Or a four leaf clover.
I just woke up one mornin'
And he copped the rover.
See, I knew about the girls he had back then.
But I was gettin' money; I ain't care 'bout them.
Because they was gettin' G's;
I had N's.
I used to split my dividends with all my friends.
'Cuz I was in the lounge,
They was in the greyhound.
Like in and out of town,
Movin' coke by the pound, like -
Guess it didn't sound right.
'Cuz them bitches was mad;
Started plottin',
Tryna get what I had.
See ma homegirl Teisha
Said that Keisha, with the real black lips,
Used to smoke that reefa.
Some bitch named Dawn
Used to **** LaiQwan.
And Alicia with the chinky eyes
Used to be with freaky Ty.
Lived across the street
From this n*gga name Tiki Diamond.
Yeah, chicken noodle bitches;
Like a pack of Ramen.
They had it out for me.
Kidnapped my brother
At the rucker,
'Cuz he used to put it down for me.
"Oh my God they cauqht Brandon!
I got his picture in the mail,
He was rockin' a Vanson.
But no, sad bitch,
We got surveillance on the mansion
And we gon' need thirty million for the ransom!"
"Chu bumbaclaat
Yuh si all me now who
Mi ah kill off ah *****
Mi ah qet him boc to whom
Mi nuh romp wid a mon chu!"
To Be Continued....
