Still Scorin'

Another Mike D Exclusive
Ayy, let’s go up, yeah
Go crazy, go
Cha Ching! Go crazy, uh
You know I’m sayin'? Ayy, I rather be this than that
Self-explanatory, nigga
Don’t got to say much, you know I’m sayin'?
Ayy, yeah
The game chose me, I ain’t choose this
I can’t take advice from niggas that be losin' - hoopin'
Triple doubles, I’m a nuisance
Get it on your own, stop moochin' - foolish
Two chains on me goin' stupid
Baby, come join the team, I’m recruitin', I do this
I’m hard to figure out like a Rubrik’s
Fly nigga, yeah, I could really prove it, damn
All that ass on me goin' stupid
Good game turn a good girl to a nudist
I’m the one, real niggas gon' salute him
I’m the one, real women gon' choose him
Never turn my back, I let her toot it
Jesus to these niggas, y’all Judas — crazy
Yeah, I hold it down
After the top, she gon' wipe a nigga down, yeah
I don’t do much, I don’t force it
I’m corporate, big business, bitch, a nigga scorchin'
I’m hot, Hall of Fame bound, check the sources
May 10th, babygirl told me a Taurus, yeah (Go crazy)
Get with it, yeah, I know your man borin' (Cha Ching!)
Get with it ‘fore a nigga start tourin'
Triple teams, Kobe Bean still' scorin'
She’s fine to me, I don’t care if she ain’t foreign, stupid
Get to hatin', ‘cause these old niggas washed up
Ballin' in Toronto, Chris Bosh hub
Got some Korean BBQ, sauce it up
Pussy ain’t hard to get, you need to boss it up
Ayy, shit, that’s more important
Up your game, bet a nigga up his fortune
One more tape, and this shit is closed curtains
6-Series ragtop, watch that shit start morphin', yeah
Ayy, that’s the top down
Who would’ve known I’d be that nigga who’s on top now?
How you a playa? Got the hoes but ain’t got no money?
Man, that shit look funny
Ayy, niggas ain’t rich, but we gettin' to it
Take your girl out to lunch, that bitch lookin' hungry
Yeah, a hunid dollar bills, that ain’t really nothin'
Don’t wonder why the bitch want her another husband, ayy
Cha ching!
I don’t do much, I don’t force it
I’m corporate, big business, bitch, a nigga scorchin'
I’m hot, Hall of Fame bound, check the sources
May 10th, babygirl told me a Taurus, yeah
Get with it, yeah, I know your man borin'
Get with it ‘fore a nigga start tourin'
Triple teams, Kobe Bean still' scorin'
She’s fine to me, I don’t care if she ain’t foreign, stupid
Ayy