Mac Dre - Color Of The Benz lyrics

[Chorus: x2] I wear my air jordan's with my anchor blue jeans I like to spread my wings when I'm out on the scene Who can break me down on a triple scale beam? The color of the benz same color whip cream Fly away, cologne fills up your hallway And I'm a strike it on the I-180 south like all day I dress sharp like the nation of Islam so I shop like somebody that personally knows God. Your boyfriend, freak is boo boo to rabbit He really need to kick that dope habit, it's lookin' tragic. I get my hair done, I let the curls whip And then I make a call to see what the girls get. [Chorus x2] You want that, man do you like how I flaunt that Because I knew I'd go to jail or hell if I bought that Man like a court case caught that And like a boxer in vegas to box yo I fought that I like steak and potatoes, ice cream gators I neva say nothin' yo to none of my neighbors I do it like parliament, don't get wet I do it like a gambler, make that bet I cash that check 'cause the money looks betta Some like G's, but I like chedda Phat farm sweatas, D&C leather and shootin' my mouth off like a Beretta [Chorus x2] Pretty bartender, can I get another shot of that Hughe She was tall enough to make a ball team She said she neva met me it was like a pipe dream I blazed through the crowd yo and neva got seen Then I sat down on a white couch, made it all official It's poppin like a pistol in a missile A picnic basket, man call me yogi Berra Man Andre Nickatina from the Ronald Reagan era. [Chorus x2]