| Shhh |
| See I wasn’t even gonna do this shit |
| But I owe this muthafucka a favor |
| So I’m a do this shit |
| But you muthafuckas betta stay quiet |
| Open the door |
| Gotcha |
| Hopin' for more |
| Told ya before |
| Velvet |
| Smooth as velour |
| Step in the light |
| Black sheep |
| Reppin' it right |
| Never we hide |
| Too much ebony pride |
| Something to see |
| Scratch that, something to be Payin' my dues |
| God knows, nothin' for free |
| Takin' it back |
| Paper |
| Makin' it stack |
| Counter attack |
| Dance floors, makin' em crack |
| Running the course-cocked back |
| Gun it with force |
| Rockin ' the spot |
| I got y’all, lovin the choice |
| Feelin' the flame |
| Black sheep |
| Killin' the pain |
| Spillin' the love |
| Sunshine |
| Feelin' the same |
| Settin' the tone |
| Black sheep |
| Let it be known |
| Cooler than ice |
| Hammin' it up Keepin' it so Makin' it knock all the way from the writer’s block |
| Eatin' ox tails with cocktails holdin my c*** |
| But first |
| Exhale with the xl And then |
| Call your crew on your nextel |
| And then |
| Open up a beer and roll a L And then party all night and rest well |
| But first |
| Exhale with the xl And then |
| Everything you do you do it well |
| And then |
| Even if it hurts you never tell |
| And then |
| Everybody loves the clientel |
| I’m the type to not follow |
| Leave and drop throttle |
| Recline and pop bottles with designer top models |
| The type to not sweat it |