This one here's for each motherf**in thug
You know your feeling it
This one here's for each motherf**in thug
Hey oh
This, this one here's for each motherf**in thug
You know your feeling it
This one here's for each motherf**in thug
Hey oh
This one here's for each papi loco
Brooklyn, bronx, staten island and so forth
This one here's for n***as around the way
How you gon' call me b**h cause I won't stop
Every bodega and barber shop
Won't you go sell that yayo to get ya paid
This one here's for each motherf**in thug
You know your feeling it
This one here's for each motherf**in thug
Hey oh
This, this one here's for each motherf**in thug
You know your feeling it
This one here's for each motherf**in thug
Hey oh
Remember the first time
You hollard at cha girl with your wack line
Your motherf**in' right a girl like me gonna feel fly
Been listening to all your sh**
Ain't tryin' to get mobbed
Walking through the hood on the way to my day job
Think because your 6ft 2 you're gonna get a**
Can't even afford a metro card or to get gas
Your boy Rob had to pay your bail
But ya sure can afford that AOL
I'm a young brown girl from the hood
You a hood rat from around the way
If you're wondering how we can get along
Listen up this is what you say
Excuse me miss
You trying to catch a train you can miss
I seen ya 'round the way and I know you're convinced
My name is Vince and I live in the projects
Know other n***as 'round treat ya like an object
I'm 24 and I own my own business
I can treat ya good and no ma'am I don't have kids
Just because I wear my pants low
Doesn't mean I'm uneducated or I sell dro
I been to the pen
But only to visit my brother
I work everyday and take care of my mother
I'm hoping that you will accept my endeavor
To show you I'm witty creative funny and cleaver
If you fit this role you can waste my time
If you think it's f**ed up you can wait in line
Now don't give me your number
I'm giving you mine
Sike