i saw this cat running with his hand on his nine millimetre
nod ya head as if my shit was the dog catcher
p-roach comin through sick
i'm gonna have to betcha my last dollar that you come on back
you getting weak in the knees while you smokin the cess
i know his son is the best
he helps me out when i'm down
or when i'm crazy ill stressed
i'm not as good as the rest
but i get down for my crown and i don't crack under stress
but i'll be careful though
cause the girl is memorizing
she takes off her clothes
and her body is mad surprising
her two breasts was firm and not hangin
listen to this rhyme that i'm slangin
the hip hop body and a piercing through her belly
i knew she was mine when i saw her working on the line
servin pasta and salad and she's still lookin fine
but enough of that though
i give a shot out to happy
he's partying down and getting props in this rap
cause i'm the type of cracker that'll get straight down to beat that you hear
i saw this cat running with his hand on his nine millimetre
now i am talking about this fool
beats his wife and then he thinks he's cool
this time he beats her and he's twice as mean
she should pack her bags and leave