got the mind of satin, dont give a fuck about ur body guard
street god, believe u gettin touched like omarion
am i enuff, when it comes to bitches dog i dont buy'em stuff
quiet plus, i keep "hoes" on the side like fire trucks
slow creepin the caddy, listen to babyface
spot ur kids, pull out the 9 and put 1 in ur baby's face
my m-4 gotta double clip and beam i dont bother her
if i pull it out, im takin more shots then photographers
20 deep, bring ur boys, dawg lets make a bigger bet
yeah we deep , my niggaz come in packs like cigarettes
fuck writin rhymes (why) datz for dummy dudes
i write checks and Phillip Banks (fill up banks) like fresh prince uncle
i hate a lame especially ones that hate on maine
i issue niggaz major payne like damon wayans
i left da club wit a dime red bone bitch
but why fuck when i can grease her lips like chapstick