Curren$y - Intergalactic Society lyrics

[Talking:] You all know I be on some other sh** Fear and Loathing in New Orleans This beat so crazy I really only have to talk on it [Rapping:] 9 in the morn' hoes on my floor b**hes in the bed, skeezas on the couch Chickas in the kitchen tryna fix a n***a cheese grits Hopein that a n***a don't put them out They know they in the presence of the freshest n***a out He who raps for the south Leave a lotta n***as with they feet in they mouth Because they said I couldn't keep puttin hot sh** out Raps what I got A deals what I'm not I do it on my own And this is why I'm hot And this is what I'm bout to do Get a chevy caprice and paint it yellow and green like mountain dew Inside smellin like a pound or two In the uk I'm a monster dude Your raps will be worth by the pound or two I get money You dress funny Don't leave your girlfriend next to me You'll have to an APB on your woman Chump change, sh** chat, I can't do it You wanna talk business, I speak that fluent [Intergalatic hook] [Talking:] sh** man, this n***a stop me right at the end of the verse So that's how we gotta end it, I gotta stop you so I can talk my sh** Cause if I wouldn't have stopped you the beastie boys would have got their shoutout