(Three in the f**in mornin... yeah)
Brave like an indian the Mohican of his last,
No money weed or a** baby no backstage pa**,
We rondezvous, I'm flippin on my kenneth cole shoes,
And some b**hes talk too much I'm letten them b**hes spread the news,
Like channel 4,
Why gangsta n***as love to snort blow?
Chewy is the god down here in the 'Moe pina colada,
The set done got hotter than a sauna,
We break 'em like a puzzle then we gather like pirhanna,
I keep my money by my nuts,
Dip through the cuts we don't front we at the front and we roll big blunts,
Layin pagans down,
Just like a bearskin rug,
Goin deep into the depths just like a Russian navy sub,
On course, rollin with the front lights off... I can smell the gunpowder,
Bullets dipped in the sauce,
Some jokers floss,
Yeah, but [? ] is the impression they've adapted,
My steel declare'll spark the flare,
The [? ] or the plastic,
Burning rubber
Doin doughnuts that the pigs just couldn't eat,
They brought the coffee and the cream but all they saw was tire streaks,
I'm on the streets.
I can feel my mother worry in her sleep,
It's 3 a.m.
I'm with Sun Kim and we smokin to the beat,
It's Nickatina...
Meow Meow Meow Meow
Meow Meow Meow Meow...
I be a suitor, a freeway drivin bay bridge commutor
My roll of decks in full effects has turned into a computer,
We got weed, but cheese out all the snitches
We want the money and the women,
You can keep them scandelous b**hes... for ya self.
I make ya put ya mic up on tha shelf, broke a** hoes they want new cothes
Be axin n***as for help, but I can't hear em' but I can hear a needle,
Drop on top a pillow.
When a clucker fiend here go a sceme, a piece of yellow skittle, a tin shot
Follow me as I parade around the block, blowin wind like a tornado,
Dirchargin' like a glock, steel plated, I usually get an X when I'm rated.
Them s**a MC's Them wannabees, they talk when only faded, like the blunt. that once was plump then burned to ashes.
I garuntee my third degree is just like twenty lashes, on ya face.
I'll one hundred percent represent my race. while them ba*tards blast that rock n' roll, my n***as crank the ba** for tha chamillion.
The F finger answer all ya questions, my pitbull alliance no doubt
My only cure is protection stutter steppin,
My k**er cross ain't false it's been perfected.
Baby ya got nice clothes, but I've come to see ya nekked,
Like it's ya birthday, like a fiend would say,
When they broke and they on the rock,
Your conbination has been invaded, your safe has been unlocked
It's Nickatina
[laughter]
Baby just pull ya panties down, all that other sh** is um... irrelivant
Meow Meow Meow Meow
[laughter]
Let me hear that
[x3] Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow
[x3] Three Oh clock in the morning...