I gotta tell you good good-bye I'm out North for the summer I'm South for the winter I'm leavin' January I'll be gone til' November I gotta tell you good
up, up, throw your hands up (It's not that I'm drunk, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm on that, I'm good, I'm good) Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up (Trick or treat
your soul leavin' It's just the wrong dance that'll leave you not breathin' I'm not particularly proud of this predicament but I'm born and bred in this tenement, I'm
gettin' cab fare Yo, I'm all for drama, a little clap clap there I mean I ain't Gandhi of this whole rap gear But you see honey that I'm rappin' with
walk out and leave ya I find a girl, I'ma keep her 'Cause now I'm gettin' money and the game gettin' deeper I want some real shit I need somebody I can chill with I need somebody I
D D Y Know you'd rather see me die than to see me fly I call all the shots rip all the spots, rock all the rocks Cop all the drops, I know you thinkin
the 12 gauge Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin' on the edge of a razor Remember that Cold rollin' thick as a shake,I'm rockin' hard as a quake I can'
i made it! Ooo! i made it I made it I-I-I made it i made it i made it i made it Yes I did Yes I did Yes I did Yes I did Yes I did I-I-I made it
, even if you mow. Ia??m so N.O. [New Orleans], I hope I live until Ia??m five hundred and four. [whisper]Thata??ll be cool. [Chorus] Can I roll with
anymore I?m off the floor I?m standing here waiting for you that?s all I?m
I dont Rock Cities gon get mad Im so fly that, Even when Im not on an airplane Homie I be still getting jet lag Thats just a little verse man I was just having fun. But I
with no shame now I feel the fame now, come on, I can't complain now, no more Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town I'm gettin' pages out of
