CAUTION!

[Intro] (ayrtn tag) Yeah yeah, uh (Uh!) [Hook] Sipping on my maggy Step up on my shoes I’ll get to double tappy Niggas funny, ha ha ha They come like Eddie Kadi All you niggas fassy, talking wassy, (ooh) All these niggas preein' on my fasheen, (ooh) After the show, hop up in the cabby, cool Man I got the tooly in my handbag, (yeah) Strap up with the bible in my handbag, yeah [Chorus] Man I step with caution, ‘cos I can’t lack I’m in the Bahamas, bitch I’m stepping on some white sand, (damn) I can’t see nobody through these shades man I invest my money, make my money do a payback, (yeah) You better do it different, or you fade out Bitch it’s summer time, I’m tryna shine, I got my fade out, yeah I don’t watch nobody but my own arse Cracking on this fake security, I had to bypass, yeah [Verse 2] Niggas thinking that it’s sweet Ain’t shit sweet ‘round here My baby got brown hair Big packs of the loud here Talk shit but I don’t care No beard, cute boy Cute boy, so I make noise Yeah I’ve been snaked so I’m paranoid I can’t fuck, with you, anymore Nigga shit like number two My bitch, she bad and rude My shit, hot like soup On fruit loops, make loops I cannot fuck with you niggas I get to the figures I be chilling with the gang (gang gang) [Verse 3] Cute watch on my wrist I let it gliss, that’s a light ten If I don’t like you, then, you’ll know that I don’t beg friend Money talks in the passy’ of N4’s Mercedes Couldn’t care about your feelings I’m just tryna get paid g And I’m chillin’ with AA, D3, 5H I had jawns from Bebo, MSN, MySpace You got bands, I’ll take that Bad one, got her waist snatched Slave trade, payback White airs, lace dat (Uh) [Hook] Sipping on my maggy Step up on my shoes I’ll get to double tappy Niggas funny, ha ha ha They come like Eddie Kadi All you niggas fassy, talking wassy, (ooh) All these niggas preein' on my fashion, (ooh) After the show hop up in the cabby, cool Man I got the tooly in my handbag, (yeah) Strap up with the bible in my handbag [Verse 4] Me, my niggas strapping, we ain’t lackin' And she looking nice you know I’m finna blow her back in, yeah I’m a paper boy, I get them racks in Make it bang like cillit, and I make it do a backspin (yeah yeah) Diamonds shining on me, chandelier Used to be down bad, now I just wipe away the tears Cheers! All my niggas chillin’ over here I got water on me, you can catch me by the pier, yeah [Chorus] Man I step with caution ‘cos I can’t lack I’m in the Bahamas bitch I’m stepping on some white sand, damn I can’t see nobody through these shades man I invest my money, make my money do a payback, yeah