Wise Guy

It's the bitches that'll get yas It's the bitches that'll get yas It's the bitches that'll get yas Treat all my broads like trash You'll catch a blast if you move too fast You don't have to ask Getting everything by flash and cash Fighting and stealing Don't kill without feeling So I win in the casino before they start dealing All about respect and intellect Only mess with the women that pick up the check Two supermodels, one in each arm One chick's brunette, the other was blonde I heard their fathers had stocks and bonds So I fucked 'em up and left 'em floating in a pond Customary clothes from head to toe Catch Joe at the fight sitting in the first row Everybody follows when I'm ready to go There's no need to show off, they already know Lovely day in the neighborhood Lovely day in the neighborhood It's the bitches that'll get yas Lovely day in the neighborhood Lovely day in the neighborhood It's the bitches that'll get yas With a couple of guys A made man, fact like my ass is fat Catch Joe in Bermuda throwing 'em back Sipping on Tequila with a straw hat Put the prez on hold, tell him I'll call him back Tow away zones? I don't get a ticket Any crime committed, that shit is acquitted I'm a goodfella, I'll tell ya if I did it Freak scenes with your wife last time I hit it Cuz I'm more man than you'll ever be And it was probably your wife in bed with me If you see me you better look the other way Double cross me you won't live to see another day I got seven cars in my garage A limousine with a TV and bar Don't do blow and I don't sell crack Stay alert, I got someone to whack With a couple of guys Another day, another court case. It's okay Somebody in the jury's got rent to pay Can't see myself in a jail rotting Plus I got lawyers that are better than Cochrane If there's a witness on tape that they play Probably a broad that I used to lay The last one to talk was never ever found Got a call from downtown, put her in the ground Her mother didn't like me, I never gave a fuck Her brother didn't like me, I hit him with a truck Her sister was a rip, everybody got a ride Her father was a rat, so I buried him alive If you talk to the cops and try to flee Your car'll blow up when you turn the key Don't cut a deal or have the case appealed I keep my mouth shut and I never squeal I told you before, I don't drive by With a couple of guys You got it motherfucker? You got it motherfucker? You got it motherfucker? Go jump for joy, I'm the real McCoy That's it motherfucker