erbally its dinner time..me and
mine dine exquisite...Ice like a blizzard.. rockin crocks and
lizards..me and Poof in the Ac..North Kack be where we're
at..droppin
hits at the Ritz allway down to Sugar Shacks..matter fact
we got it sewn..lock stock and barrel...bout to hit you soon keep
your eye on the sparrow...Gotta bounce when you hear it
..turn it up a notch..cause man Fat Daddy bout to blow up your
spot..We
keep it hot like July ...you can't deny that we fly...see
we play every day from L.A. to N.Y..and cross seas we got trees
in the
West Indes...Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Mercy...With fourty thieves, I be chillin..keep the Champagne
spillin..theres no need for illin..representin all my children...as the
world turns ..gravity pulls..we hold it down..It's Q..D...T...and
me...The best pound for pound
