[Intro: Jay Worthy]
Yeah, uh-huh
Check it out, okay
[Verse 1: Jay Worthy]
Shoebox money and sweatsuits for the whole week
Don't talk unless it's back to me, that's how my hoes speak
And no back talk, just "Yes, daddy" and "Yes, please"
And I'm from West P's like Rugatti and Four Piece
Where they chuck P's and we ride on our enemies
But you already knew all that, I'm from the Philly team
MLB Natty hat, brackin' all on the diamond green
Minor fees, that was four thousand, I need a hundred G's
To entertain a thought, but maybe if she from overseas
Feeling like Rick James at my house, I pull out a ki'
Let her hit it right off the brick when I'm feeling free
Then I put a little on my gums just to numb my teeth
Everything coming out my mouth, she cannot believe
I am he and, no, I'm not the one, I don't fuck for free
She can't understand the train of thought or the way I think
Blink of the eye, we floating all through the sky, it's Worth
[Interlude: Boldy James & Jay Worthy]
Choosing shoes
Uh-huh
Where we at?
[Verse 2: Boldy James]
Snitches nosediving, hurry home before patrol clock us
Vintage Foamposites, thirty on me, Pippi Longstocking
Mini phone rocking, off the girlie, I call her Priscilla
Taking food out her kids' mouth, I'm a dirty dealer
Still 'bout it like I'm Chicken Pete mixed with Percy Miller
Came up selling dope off Brick Mile with a herd of killers
Wanna live and die, that's the boss I was brought up to be
Ain't have to catch up with my crowd, my crowd caught up with me
Fuck with me, you know I got it, yeah, you know it's on me
You know this shit in me, not on me, squad built like Saccone
In the hood full of fiends, tell 'em pull up on Lahser
You a limp wolverine, I'm like a honey badger
Still skimping from my accidents, still limping
When your bitch look me in my eyes, she recognize some real pimpin'
Throw it back for daddy, know you tired of all them Ruby Pools
Macking on your ho, I made your bitch put on her choosing shoes
Where we at?
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