Hold It Now, Hit It

Now I chill real ill when I start to chill
When I fill my pockets with a knot of dollar bills
Sipping pints of ale out the window sill
When I get my fill I’m chilly chill
Now I just got home because I’m out on bail
What’s the time? — it's time to buy ale
Peter eater — parking meter all of the time
If I run out of ale — it’s Thunderbird wine
Miller drinking — chicken eating — dress so fly
I got friends in high places that are keeping me high
Dow with Mike D. and it ain’t no hassle
Got the ladies of the eighties from here to White Castle
Hold it now — hit it!
M.C. — Adam Yauch in the place to be And all the girls are on me cause I’m down with Mike D.