Killing Time

[Verse 1] Might spot me in the mocha roadster Something bad up on the corner My white hoe standing like Anna Kournikova I called her over People pointing, "Yo there goes Rosebudd" All my clothes is bought with hoe's blood Rollin bud in the button up Bitches button it up You see me and the homie here bustin' it up Crunching numbers over suckling duck I was stuffed, the wine was robust I rolled a blunt up My presence embodies wealth My wrist rocky, not Versace belts The white, got it from Rafael Pockets swell, I got the intel From golems out in Roswell Now I got more rides than Jerry Seinfeld I'll cut your wive's tails, it's no old wive's tale Stable's filled with clydesdales Brazilian bombshells to quell all dryspells With top shottas, get shot up by a pot of oxtail The Caddy passed The scallywags can't carry my calf Bally bag My bitch young Halle bad Something a real mack would marry, she got the fat [?] [Chorus] I try but I, I don't want to live a lie, why would I Goodbye ma, we had a good time I know I'm a good guy Maybe somewhere down the line, if you're still fine But for now I'm just killin' time [Verse 2] Damn I'm fly, flying in from Panama with tan lines Might paint the S5 camouflage I was handed a baton My feet was in sand in San Juan, female companion I stole her from her man in Club Zanzibar She got more bread than Roseann Barr The answers was in the stars, she said my hands were soft I parked the Phantom She said her old man's a Neanderthal Babydoll was in thrall, we indoors No gulps, sips of Cristal, it was in the crystal ball I was wearing Christian Dior The fortune teller showed this to me when I was a little boy [Verse 3] For this trail of broken hearts we like ocean sharks Composing art, black Mozart Make the pussyhole fart Vanilla ice cream, cookie dough parts No need to cook for me Yo ma, just know I'm goodie mob (I'm Good, ma) Fuck you with all my jewelry on, my wood's a chili dog I'm killing these whores, my crib look like a minimall Just bought a Bentley, I'ma get me 20 more for all my dogs I feel like Boston George in Michael Jordan shorts Water sports, need more passports To Europeans I'm like Hasselhoff When you see me: hats off, then pass the torch Fuck all the back and forth, I'm clapping at your boss For tryna tap the source your thoughts will turn to applesauce