Jack Mason - Rainman lyrics

[Verse 1] Two eights, one nine and a thirty-two That's how many f**s I'll give to you Twenty more, wait up, there's more in store Six four by the bag, that's by the door Twenty-eight plus two plus eighty more Another eighty bags for the dirty raw You can hold ten just like fifty If you want a top ten for the sixty Moving shifty Two point nine, let me double that quickly One ten, one nine nine for the Visa Twelve inch blade for the big-faced geezer '04, I was in a nice two-seater 124, put the pedal to the floor Go and ask 12 and Jendor, neater Five foot six but I'm still a big achiever [Hook] Too many lies, not enough truth k** yourself in the booth Too many haters under covers Claim they have fans, bro, let's talk number Too many lies, not enough truth k** yourself in the booth Too many haters under covers Claim they have fans, bro, let's talk number Too many lies, not enough truth k** yourself in the booth Too many haters under covers Claim they have fans, bro, let's talk number Too many lies, not enough truth k** yourself in the booth Too many haters under covers Claim they have fans, bro, let's talk number [Verse 2] I've been doing this ting since '09 Since back when man had that old nine 140, go and ask Naughty Got a discount cause I hollered at Shorty Two-ten, I was back with the sequel Two CDs deep, now we're not equal Look, back with another one Two-fourteen, yeah, I'm back with another one 365 plus five, that's workrate 24/7, been a don since year eight Twenty-two, '06, '93 2010, I was counting Gs Bredrin got locked for a thirty-three When he comes out, he'll be like fifty-three (true story) It's bad news but the numbers are good to me [Hook] Too many lies, not enough truth k** yourself in the booth Too many haters under covers Claim they have fans, bro, let's talk number Too many lies, not enough truth k** yourself in the booth Too many haters under covers Claim they have fans, bro, let's talk number Too many lies, not enough truth k** yourself in the booth Too many haters under covers Claim they have fans, bro, let's talk number Too many lies, not enough truth k** yourself in the booth Too many haters under covers Claim they have fans, bro, let's talk number [Verse 3] Yeah, let me take you back to '98 Spray cans in my bag, I was moving bait Five-O was so bang on my case To the point where they even knew my face Ten o'clock right down to the AM I was on the curb right to the PM Moving loose in an '06 BM Got about three new fours in my DM Air Force Ones one away, can't see 'em 160 for the ID, Ian 07944, let me bell him I got 290, let me tell him Got a new order, let me get one Hold tight Bob in the crew from Get Some Didn't work out so I had to forget some Belly so full from the cake cause I ate some