| Rap cat, like that | 
| Top of the line freak, I gotta get scratch | 
| Don’t waste time on a rat | 
| Mickey Mouse ho step back, Mickey Mouse ho step back | 
| I’m in high pursuit for a prostitute | 
| In my baby blue suit, in my new leather boots | 
| The game gets sticky wanna know about mines | 
| I live my life through your car Alpine | 
| Don’t talk back, ho you thick | 
| In this club ho who you wit? | 
| Holla back, don’t be fake like fruit | 
| I spits my game if I think you cute | 
| I talk about the izm with Sugar EQ | 
| Anybody else well I don’t know you | 
| You love that freak cause you dress real fresh | 
| She said good night but she don’t rest | 
| She might say daddy after twelve A.M. | 
| Don’t even play bitch, go and paid that pimp | 
| Roll around the Bay bitch get that bread | 
| In-call, out-call, freak go 'head | 
| You can even walk down San Pablo | 
| Let a player tell you what your mind don’t know | 
| I’m Fillmoe down everyday | 
| I might laugh bitch but I really don’t play | 
| Roll my whip, spit my gift | 
| Bitch holla back, but don’t talk back | 
| I could see the ho lust in yo eyes | 
| You got it past him but couldn’t get past I I dress like Cody Jerrett when I gotta knock somethin | 
| The beats start bumpin when the freaks start humpin | 
| Bring home somethin, don’t make no mistakes | 
| Why you talkin to the suckas buyin you dranks? | 
| They lookin for a dream, you lookin for the cream | 
| Holla at me freak yo Khan nah mean | 
| You can realize bitch a big surprise | 
| I can see a picture frame in yo eyes | 
| I see Van Gogh, I see Picasso | 
| I also see a rap cat from Fillmoe | 
| That’s a nice style let me lace your boots | 
| This game is so official like a referee’s whistle | 
| Chicago, Fillmoe, Milwaukee, O-A-K, Frisco Bay | 
| Hey! | 
| Area Bay love Mac Dre |