Fiends Jean Jacket

[Verse 1] I make the bread like my grandmother Ran numbers, tan butters, shooters, hustlers and gram cutters Silk short, three-quarter V cream Sing a sad song it's the corner fiend theme Jean jacket bleach white, peach tight, clean Nikes Three strikes trynna reach heights Shorty make a mean rice, dress nice, live esteem lives Suede foot push a green five, smoke the medicine Got some family on the run like Terry Pendleton Braveheart shit, you fuck around end up in the graveyard dick While you see me sipping whiskey in a stage car kid Yeah, pump Reebok, game like Vlade Divac TonI Kukoc, I'm 'bout to cop a few boats Orange juice, toast, Harold Melvin and the Blue Notes Smoke the ?, bitch [Chorus] I want the marble to the door, linen to the ankle Basket woven loafs, hoes for sowing oats The leather jacket with the waist belt, money buried in the lake Somebody pray for me for heaven's sake [Interlude] I got the shorty drawing me a bath I got the North American elk in the oven It's behind the oven door, what more can I ask for right now but drugs? [Verse 2] Heavy body - Gerrit Badenhorst, banana porsche Manhattan lofts, I'm rugged but the fabric soft Queens borough you can hear them letting hammers off Overseas I'm David Hasselhoff Airport to the whore spot Whip the sport drop Little dad got soul like the Four Tops Hop out scoop your bitch like a shortstop The Realest playing out the speakers, and the door knock Fuck her throat 'til she vomit Now she in the kitchen making omelets Weed blue hair like Sonic My kids' feet Louie Vutton-ed it Shooting through the air like a comet My father drinking gin and tonic Cashmere a neck, beard red, deer head When I speak it's to the point just like a spearhead Dead bears lay on mahogany floors Tables in glass, nowadays I'm asian in math, pussy [Chorus] I want the marble to the door, linen to the ankle Basket woven loafs, hoes for sowing oats The leather jacket with the waist belt, money buried in the lake Somebody pray for me for heaven's sake