[featuring rayshel]
[common]
Iand'm a jake i donand't bake a cake
Iand'm not a cake daddy you know the type be pullin up in a caddy
With a drop top see when i hoe hop i kick it to the bus stop (what?)
And itand's goodie goodie gumdrops
I donand't be droppin squat but to the heads they think itand's topnotch
Iand'm skippin over every other dip as if itand's
Hop hop hop hop hop hop hop hop hopscotch watch
Aiy aiyyo man, ay man, look at oland' girl
She got a big ass! (yo man, sic her.)
Aiy man, ay... hey sweetheart, how you doin?
Iand'm doin fine.
Oh word? whatand's your name?
Rayshel.
Why donand't you come over to the house so i can put you in the
Buck bang!
Aight check it, you see i only bag ya for a second
You never see me beggin, you see the slimmie naked
In my headroom, moand' better yet my bedroom
Tippedy tokin, and stutterin as if sheand's max headroom
Redroom (redrum?) no i ainand't a murderer
Iand'm jake the rake, yo sorry if iand'm hurtin the
Vaginal area, fallopian tubes and your cervix
I strongly recommend that for your genand' you get some jergens
I find it beneficial; not to force the issue
I just blow my shit and wipe you see a head itand's like tissue
Use em and throw em away, see a hoe a day is essential
If you want a piece of the rock, trick, go to prudential
Cause i rock a buyer babe on the treetop
And when the wind blows, my dickand'll get hard, the cradle will rock
Iand'm like the peacock on nbc, nuttin but cock
I pump, prrrrrrrrrrrump pump it up yo, like a reebok
Hey, i donand't sell junk, but iand'm a junkyard dog
And when i duke itand's a hazzard, so call me boss hog
Or roscoe pecol, ohhhhh! pain
Thatand's the sound of the caravan... running the train
Yeahhhh yeahh, bitch
Thatand's the sound of the caravan, running the train
Owwowhwahaheha! check it out, check it out yeah, in yoand' eye!
Yeahh! hahhh! yeahh!
Twilite tone got tricks up my sleeve
Immenslope got tricks up my sleeve
Yo drk got tricks up my sleeve
De la soul got tricks up my sleeve
Juju got tricks up my sleeve
The nubian nut got tricks up my sleeve
Com sense got tricks up my sleeve
(andquot;wait... i got another trick up my sleeveandquot;)
[rayshel]
Iand'm not a jake or a rake or a hoe, but i got the moand' better
For head of the class
And if you ask me iand'm not tryin ta be drastic
Iand'm not a bitch like robin givens iand'm concerned about your
Plastic, ask it, iand'll tell you what you wanna know
And if i tell you no, donand't be all up on it dope
Frontin so your friends wonand't know that you got the 86
So you call me a bitch
You get your kicks, but kix and trix are for kids
I donand't turn no tricks, i donand't suck no dix-ie cups
I hops in the hubba hubba bubba iand'm like
Al b. stud, cause if iand'm not your lover or your friend
Donand't try to spend, waste your time
Tryin to get a taste of mine but you ainand't tastin mine
So find a new type puss, cause if i donand't like you
You ainand't gettin service g, this ainand't the drivethru
Drive by, way far, and everythingand'll be groovy
Then you pester me? yo iand'ma tell ya like the nubians
Move on black brotha move on
You gotta move on black brotha move on
