(That was the best f**kin' I ever had

That's because you been dealin' with Dasheese

You gotta leave  Where you goin' sugar
I got business to take care of

No shit

Shit that's my old man  shit

You better go talk to him)

No smokin' alarms  no smokin' alarms
No smokin' alarms  no smokin' alarms
No smokin' alarms  no smokin' alarms
No smokin' alarms  no smokin' alarms
I'm mind shockin'  body rockin'  earth shakin'
Money makin'
Sittin' high  lookin' fly  drinkin' on the best wine
Yo bitch I f**ked your friend  yeah you stank hoe
I seen her on the elevator  honey grabbed my Kangol
She put me on to mega-shit  'bout to slap the bitch
She shot crazy verbal  I leaned back like I'm rich
It took place late night on February 17th

Hands flooded like ink  my face on her magazine
Just got back from Honolulu
Pockets stackin' boucoup cash
Girlfriend sipped the Yoo-hoo and laughed  yo
While I was on tour whore  you went to work
Quick fast  had a nigga dick in the dirt
You couldn't wait just to kidnap the bait of my sperm
Where's you at  hoe  Pinky house  she put in my perm'
That's all you ever said to me  thought that could hold me
Remember when I long-dicked you and broke your ovary
You crab bitch  chicken head hoe  eatin' heroes
I'm the first nigga that had you watchin' flicks by DeNiro
You gained crazy points baby  just bein' with God
Taught you how to eat the right foods  fast  and don't eat lard
I gave you earth lessons  I came to you as a blessin'
You didn't do the knowledge what the God was manifestin'

You sneaky f**k bitch  your ways and actions told it all
I f**ked you while you was bleedin'  held you down in malls
Sexually you worshiped my di-dick like a cross
I had you fiend out  broke out  for a month you fell off
You was my main shit
My peeps showed you love on the strength
You saw how I got down
The way I thought had you tranked
But you had to f**k this rasta-head ass nigga
I should slapped you but the Gods said chill

That's your wiz fault God  handle that in the lab
I'm wonderin' how many times your hot ass got stabbed
You dumb bitch  horny hot f**k from out the mountains
Your clientele is low hoe  catch you next show  bro
I got jerked  gave away my pussy  that shit hurt
It feel like somebody died or shot your old Earth
But f**k it  I f**ked you on a chair with three legs
Broken tables  had you screamin' while
You was bitin' on my cables
Whistlin' to the washing machine  I threw it on spin
If your pussy dry  spit on my dick and put it in
My dick's the bomb baby  marvelous hot steak
Plus I'm conceited Starks make the biggest so-called rape
I'm God  cipher divine love my pussy real fine

That means clean the FDS smell with a shine

Word up  respect that hoe