in the air I spied my man Jazz, maxin out with two stone cold freaks "Yo, what's up Ice, you rich now, man, you too good to speak?" Now Jazz was a player
her, I don't judge her, but I could never love her 'Cause to her I'm just a rapper and since she'll have met another That's why me and Lil' Jazz 'bout
is my house you wanna be talkin' trash then keep on walkin' fast you ain't gonna last tryin' to pimp like Shaft you make me laugh and you smell real bad
s in it for me?" Man said, "Shut your mouth son Play the guitar and you just wait and see" Well, that boy made it, he made it real big And so did the
a Hollywood coffee or soda You can call me a roller Your grill's glistenin' Spent a hundred thousand on mine to feel different What's the real sense of
Ladies and gentlemen Ladies and gentlemen This is a Jazze-phizzle produc-shizzle Jazze Pha, Jazze Pha Ho boy! Black, Black, give it to 'em, daddy Got
rollin with gangsta bitches Always smokin blunts and gettin drunk Tellin me sad stories, now she only fucks with the funk Stressin how hardcore and real she is She was really the realest
t handle She just got out of the shower smellin' like a scented candle And I'm finna, finna? Sliding off tha mattress, no moving, no acting, baby this is real
nothin tho dawg You gotta get some diamonds in ya mouth man I'ma take you over here to mah mans an'nem. Yeah, he'll hook you up, dawg...real good nah'
Now she's a gangsta rolling with gangsta bitches Always smoking blunts and getting drunk Telling me sad stories, now she only fucks with the funk Stressing how hardcore and real she is She was really the realest
7 or 8 stacks on 2 or 3 bitches Sucka niggas over there hatin we chillin I ran out of ones so go back get more Say shawty bend it over back real slow
' back Rough sex, talkin' dirty, yeah, she into all that Gotta movie that'll prove that what I'm sayin' is all fact Bra and panties all black and some real
behind the tint of the new GT The continental on blow got them feeling real blue Till they stomach's sick to, fur real, they grossed out 19's I come
Ladies and gentlemen Jazze Pha, Field Mob, Ciara, Superstar DJs Here we go They say, he do a little of this, he do a little of that He's always in trouble
at the same time That ain't 16 ***, you need to add about 5 more And don't bring her here if she ain't a real live h*** Old school pimpin', don't call
fun in the streets All they played was Too $hort, and Run-D.M.C. nigga And I was rappin X-rated back then I was just a lil' kid, but a real mack pimp
I tell em thanks for giving I'm sinning! But the Lord knows I have three children Now I'm somewhere in +Utah+ relaxing to +Jazz+ with a broad Quarter