Watch out- How much you pay to come in here? Three Dollars?
Front row of the cat fight
The cash tight, write it up flash light, last night
Was a ball, lost a eye off the fly yall
Bloody tab, he fell head first off the dry wall
Aint no thing but a chicken wing
Its like the quickening, quit your sickening bickering
Things kickin in, the wick is flickerin
Its super mother frickin villain, witchin through thick and thin
Oh no, the beat is like go go in buffet
Except there aint no pork and the beans up in the buffet
He aint lyin, wreck confessions as a rag bite
Sent it as a beamed text message off the satellite
Reflect it like SolarBright
When he hold the mic, he run the mic like Dolemite
It dont match what they caught
But duty stay in drawers, give a round of applause for Rudy Ray Moore
Smell the piss on the restroom floor
No doors, whores testing the course
Need more three dollars on the tab with the cash
Easy stash, show off the ass get past faster than the avalanche
Hoes know this is quotable
Club thugs filling up the show trying to overdose
And the bouncers are haters
They act tight, and these drunk ass niggas always trying to fist fight
Aint no wrong, tell em thats right
Blow more smoke than a motorbikes tailpipe
Seen the villain chillin, had to pay a visit
Super human shit, raise the ceilin while I raise a million
While Im in the buildin bitches sittin catching mixin feelings
Like a bad case of intervention, straight ventin
Cat fight still appealin to my innervision
Trying to mack in the back during that intermission