Alligator

[Hook] Baby my ride so clean, I ride so dirty I'm about to buy an alligator for my birthday My girl asking me, "Where you been?", don't worry She said, "Baby I crashed the Benz", don't worry I ride so clean, my ride so dirty I'm about to buy a fucking Lion for my birthday My girl asking me, "Where I been?" don't worry She said, "Baby, I crashed the Benz", don't worry [Verse 1] Dropkicks out the drop-top 6 Don't make your fucking kid become a hostage, I got this Stay in the water like the Loch Ness Shirtless rocking a locket Drugs in my pocket It's all for a profit Aim it and pop it, drive in a range in my boxers Lay in the tropics, my girl pussy red like a lobster Orgies at Hofstra My bank account is like a Polish doctor My heart is cold, I sing a soldiers opera My drugs as strong as Arnold They found her dead in the gold Impala Hanging backwards out the chopper The room smell like Nag Champa Most my crew a bunch of armed robbers [Hook] [Verse 2] Yeah, I rhyme sick like I play with shit I've driven every flavored whip there is to get Feel like I dip that cigarette in wet stuff I should be on that Sped Ed bus, layin' on the bed with a red head slut These mother fuckers praying that I don't make it I'm on the balcony stoned and naked playing Sega Prince of Albania No money, nothing to say to ya I push the limo to the stadium Game 7, Knicks-Heat Me and Spike had to switch seats Cause he kept spilling Henny all on my bitch feet Expensive bracelets where my forearms and my fists meet Down in Mexico eating chilis [Hook] [Verse 3] No emotions, lotions on the bed sheets I saw her walking cause I'm stalking on the dead streets Trying to purchase where the shoulders and the head meet She had a tight pink dress, her pussy was a weapon Said she was a daughter of a Reverend Well, thank god I don't believe in heaven Butt cheeks sculpted like a horse's hind Shit man, I think that I just crossed the line Annual abortion time Yeah, she got the tat straight from West 4th Hereditary cancer almost took her breast off And over 6 months she said she had a chest cough Well I'm not a doctor, but I know that's not a good sign Matter of time 'til she placed and laced in a wood pine For years she was the hood slime Now no longer having a good time Under earth, she burst into a sudden birth Oh shit, the facial of my cousin Murph Strange occurrences, alignment with the sun and earth, yeah As baby turtles break the sand just to figure out the meaning Instinctively they heading towards the water cause they need it Forever cycles stay the same, they feel it like a fiend's wrist Mustard straight from Russia that they brought in on a steam ship My mustache like a Colonel Take a haters facial and I treat it like a urinal A bit disturbed, confessions in a journal I'm sickened by my thoughts so it's tossed in the inferno