They say beauty's in the eye of the beholder

That's why I look in the mirror every morning and realize how fly I am

They wanna know what fuckin label I'm signing to

I'm the C.E.O. of Diplomat Records, I sign myself

Get ya cake up!

I'm like a crack addict

With these MACs, I've got a bad habit

Clack-clack, in the pen, back out, I'm back at it

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit

Out the black hat, black; back home to my Craftmatic

Next to it: stash mattress – under it: cash, bastard

Had them bitches ass-backwards, fuck 'em like a jackrabbit

Is she crab status? Call the girl a itchy twat

Stick me not, I go and get Dutches, it's a 50-box

I got weed, hash – when I breeze past, breathe fast

Eat ass on point like Steve Nash

But I'm fixin' to be OG Nixon in 3

Enough jewels, you fools – I'm cool! My kicks are a G

I got tramp whores – yours!

Been V.I.P. since B.I.G

I never seen a dance floor (Nope!)

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

Girls with contacts want contact, I tell 'em "nope!"

You go "Pon de River" – leave you in ponds and rivers

Don Juan, a Long John, the long arm of harm'll hit ya

We like the March Of Dimes, the way we march with dimes

Good help is hard to find

Soft white, the art I twine

Art design, archin' mine

Fresno to Clarke, I'm fine

Son ill – Gun Hill, back to Central Park, it's mine (Mine!)

'Til this day, dude, still followed by State troops

Gray Coupe, whip in mama's name

Made a mistake (Oops!)

(Get 'em Daddy!) Daddy got 'em, y'all glad he shot 'em

How me holiday? I love it when mommy say

(Get 'em Daddy!) Had to bite, put it on satellite

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

(Get 'em Daddy!) Got 'em, mami, you my Gotham Bonnie

'Cause I'm Batman with the pump, Johnny Johnny

(Get 'em Daddy!) Honey, smile, don't act funny-style

In one ear, yeah yeah, 2 hundred 20 thou'

Po-po wanna pick his brain, hoes wanna give him brain

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

Make foes wanna get him slain, these hollows will twist a man

I left out of Clinton Max, got picked up by Killa Cam, fam

We on another level, I'm bout to pull that Porsche out

And flood the other Bezel, I get dug like shovels

Y'all **** fuck with pebbles – I flip big boulders

Switch Rovers, hit 'em with the gun that's in his holster

You could gargle cum, ma – why sip soda?

These **** wanna be Scarface, I'm with Sosa

You need to have my number if you wanna buy weight

Fuck a borough, we floodin' the whole Tri-State

20 thou' on the arm, more rocks on the charm

And I done copped from every damn haze spot on Audubon

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Add up everything you got, it ain't amountin' to me

I'm in the Crown Victoria, MAC in the back

See these little **** rappin' to rap

Man – I just happen to rap

Know what I do: manufacturing crack

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the MAC

I'm 'bout to buy more guns, 'bout to buy more trucks

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

You mad cause you losing, plus in the Bronx

I'm responsible for most of the stabbings and the shootings

'Til this day, dude, still followed by State troops

Gray Coupe, whip in mama's name

Made a mistake (Oops!)

(Get 'em Daddy!) Daddy got 'em, y'all glad he shot 'em

How me holiday? I love it when mommy say

(Get 'em Daddy!) Had to bite, put it on satellite

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

(Get 'em Daddy!) Got 'em, mami, you my Gotham Bonnie

'Cause I'm Batman with the pump, Johnny Johnny

(Get 'em Daddy!) Honey, smile, don't act funny-style

In one ear, yeah yeah, 2 hundred 20 thou'