not give a fuck (remix)

rick rock

i took my masters baby

i'm here to shake up the world

yeah uh

this is the digiwax remix

ras kass

ghetto fab

fresh

this is the man show

can't kick it if you don't get bitches

get riches

hit dro

drink a dee coup

had a bad bitch from the dirty south

with a good tooth like lou

if the answer's no

you a man ho

probably no more

all captain say hand cuff and stop

let them go

rass kass will play it though

fuck laying low like j. lo

can't pack a six-fo

true dyke like what they hit for

play the bar nigga

we dont disco

grown ass man don't harlem shake

good sense

let me show you what the dollar make

take the cake from all you fakes

i can't pump my breaks

the spreewell's keep spinin'

we up to the rock

next stop

russell simons

who spit the venom in them donna karen denims

ras kass you can't get caught with fabolous government

put my face on the passport

cuz real niggas do real things

so fuck the world to my bling

cuz ya'll mean

i mean

i'm fly enough

to do better

but pimp enough to not give a fuck

and i'm thug enough

to do better

and gangsta enough to not give a fuck

i'm hustlin' enough

to know better

but ballin' enough to not give a fuck

and i'm

old enough

to know better

but young enough to not give a fuck

d-d-d-d-dammit man

i'm in a throwback so old

it'll make your grandma glance

and everybody know

everybody go

so please

call the stretch ambulance

these dudes don't stand a chance

when i pull up like the pamper brand

those in the lambo slants

with a madame from france

with a ass so big

you couldn't hide it in hammer pants

who else be in new york

with miami tans

got everybody doin' the street family dance

i'm sure this hammer can

make you save that gangsta role for the camera man

f-a-b

you preferably

don't wanna f wit me

please believe it

i'm definately

as responsible

for gettin' the city high as 'clef would be

believe it please

snap cap lou

you know it's me

leroy

wrist on glow for all to see

fresh trep for all the see

you can tell by my strut

i'm a new yorker baby

what that mean

never leave or maybe

i'm dropping off felciia

i'm gettin' toss to keyes

drink up the coffee

break fast after breakfast

hoppin' in the goleta

make back is gettin' respected

niggas must be gay

i aint thinkin' straight

i'm in the quarter before eight

mama i can't relate

like when we goin' shoppin'

when she starts speakin french

leave them alone like stockton

fresh

ras

and fab

please with the gift to gab

put your potato

we ready to mash

don't get involved

i put your top in front of the e

so you really be ahead of your class