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Hey!
My name is Mr. Muthafuckin' eXquire
And I’m not rappin' for a basketball team
I’m not rappin' to keep myself out of trouble
(I like trouble, I enjoy trouble)
I’m rappin' for the mothafuckin' money
Black medallions on my neck‚ Shaka Zulu with the TEC
Fat nigga in the gym‚ now I got a little peck
I like my hoes with six packs‚ slim lookin' like they sweat
Breath Doublemint fresh, doin' yoga with a neck (Rep, rep)
I do this for the set
Gang-gang‚ let my nuts hang so watch where you step
I don’t do this for respect, I just do this for the checks
Pop Moët corks, bubbles splashin'‚ spillin' on her breasts
Went from noodles in the 'jects to watchin' Hulu on a jet
Do your Googles flow as voodoo, wrote this on a shrunken head
Bitch, I’m fresh, I never lam, Porsche is green like Peter Pan, or
Eggs and ham, 'cause Sam-I-Am, yes, I am the man, whore
Hey-hey, me
Hey-hey-hey-hey
Hey, me
Hey, you, hey, me
Hey-hey
Hey-hey-hey-hey
Hey, me
Hey, you, hey, me
Gold medallions on my neck like Rakim in '86
Bomaye for president, y’all should play this on cassette
Chubby nigga in the gym, workin' on his triceps
Lift your bitch when we fucked, she could feel it in her chest
Chocolate rabbit, I’d die for the set
Anyone that come against gettin' Super Soaker drenched
I don’t do this for respect, bitch, I do this for the clique
Clicquot pop bubbles, drippin', spillin' on her tits
Flip that EBT through a black hole
MetroCard to a Rolls Royce, an Uber to a Bent'
And I didn’t sell my soul, so they never got a cent
Money oozin' out my pores like it’s loud through a vent, whore
Hey-hey, me
Hey-hey-hey-hey
Hey, me
Hey, you, hey, me
Hey-hey
Hey-hey-hey-hey
Hey, me
Hey, you, hey, me