GDP - The Next Day lyrics

[Baby are you taping?] See me saucing off sentences, I'm old gold and benzedrine You remember him, all my friends on medicine Gin and juice, the extra gin. They listening to this In New York like 1010 WINS Archer like Ace John Bejamin Stay skeemin like an A-Bomb technician Now I'mma give it to ya, off shore and in Bermuda Tell a b**h lick the balls like grip the ruler Oh you nasty papi, girlies wanna Snapchat their laffy taffys What have we have we, a fleezy floozy, skeezy hoochy A needy groupie or a skeet skeet --oopsies! Hostile little b**h, I'm like a gospel to the b**h Think I really won't hospital a b**h Gotta hock a lougie on the booty, or it's not just gonna fit Attitude very rude like a model or some sh** Gotta rockin' set of tits, I'm at McDonalds with a b**h Not get in the whip, got it popping in this b**h Yeah, we got in through the back but we leaving through the front. Sour Diesel out the blunt, all my people out to lunch Yeah my peeps got open cases, we smoking aces Gold teeth, rosegold bracelets [we got that great sh**] Uh, Yeah we out here, where the days have eyes and nights have ears NJ. Gra** like Fenway. Man I tripled my money at Penn State [Yes way] Man I tripled my money the next day, my dead friend's name on a freight train in lead paint Press play, bet you and all the rest say "GDP we relate to you" like comprende I smoke sensei and hotbox your Hyundai, rappers on stage like a runway. What would Pun say? *Big Pun recording* [Gotta do it all, you know what I'm sayin'? Make you lagh, cry, dance. Stay home chill, just put the headphones on, you know? Get you in that vibe, I got something for everybody everyboday.]