Okay, I lied.
[Verse 1:]
Mothafucka, try say I can't come to the hood, true lie,
See, I would but I'm out in Dubai,
When I get back, I'ma roll through that,
Snatch yo bitch, give yo niggas dap.
The hood gon' ballistic, Cole was here and you missed it,
That nigga walk like Obama, man!
Shake yo momma's hand and then kissed it,
This pimp shit, pimp shit!
Cole hard, you limp dick,
My flow hard, no wimp shit,
Put in that work, no temp shit.
Yo bitch wearin' that lipstick,
Gave this dick a French kiss,
That nigga so wack, when the bitch came back,
He kissed her hopin' that it get him sick, ha!
Ain't that some shit?
Well paid for this rap and shit,
Ville made it to the map and shit,
Niggas move cane like Kappa shit.
Can't map this shit,
From no bed springs in my mattresses
To fuckin' these bad little actresses,
I'm bad as shit!
[Chorus:]
I got that work.
Say what? My flow.
Say what? My bitches.
Say what? You Cole.
Say what? I said.
Say what?
Ain't that some shit?
Well paid for this rap and shit,
Ain't that some shit, bitch?
Bitch, bounce!
[Verse 2:]
Flow, flow, flow, flow,
Flow tight, put a nigga in a headlock,
Fuck hoes out of wedlock,
Make her bed rock,
Red hot, so they got red dots,
Pullin' that trigger, nigga, better be a head shot.
Money long like dread locks shit,
If you send shots, then you bet not miss,
For a couple G's, send a couple G's,
Fuck copping pleas, Matlock shit.
I gotta testify,
Came through humble so it's best if I
Explain the newer shit, rockin' jewels shit,
Got the full clip, cock and pull shit.
Stop the bullshit, watch the flow,
How you gon' stop the unstoppable?
Keep niggas on they toes, no Dr. Scholl's,
It's the Roc, bitch, rock and roll!
[Chorus:]
I got that work.
Say what? My flow.
Say what? My bitches.
Say what? You Cole.
Say what? I said.
Say what?
Ain't that some shit?
Well paid for this rap and shit,
Ain't that some shit, bitch?
Bitch, bounce!
My nigga Syience killed this mothafuckin' beat!