Jiggy jiggy, whose coming with me, it's the flower child swag g shock and my dickies, living lovely another day another dollar, the pearl inside this oyster I'm on my Janis Joplin, I be rocking when I'm hopping out, give me a scotch or stout, I just power houred so I'm only here to bop around, now I'm leaning, I'm tipsy but won't fail, a Bourbon and a Lager, a Whiskey and an Ale, they say the hard work is just preparing me to blow, but with razor sharp lyrics and a barracuda flow
Crimes scandals lies damsels, I dismantle it all just to revive the grandeur, mind over matter, brain over braun, the spotlight is too bright I choose fame over fall, ambitious as I I still strain for the stars, cause there's a lot at stake porterhouse filet mignon, at dinner I'm approached by a barrage of angry blondes, cause after the menage I just wouldn't take their calls, then Lo Boogie siced me with the sweetest piece of sheesh, but like Chris Bosh in Toronto I needed a little heat