"FreeStyle" lyrics
Yeah
See I got the sauce
Bitch I'ma mac
I get the cheese
I get the rack
You get the cheese
'Cause you a rat
You pay the fee
She on her back
Bitch I'ma pee
And that's a fact
Connect like fees
Still got the pact
I don't do lean
I cannot act
Hang with the killers and robbers, my nigga, so you know we keepin' it packed
I am the new wave
Show my city there's a new way
Nigga talkin' all the hooray
Only shootin' when it's 2K
We the hills to the youngins who everything a nigga said he repeat
So I just tell him "Get the hunnids, you better stay up out the way of the streets"
You see I'm never chasing after nothing, all the money coming to me
See I'ma just get the Rollie and go bust it , as long as there's some for my team
Heard there's some paper on this but it's nothing 'cause we got it under the tee
I'ma go way, way too deep for nigga's to leave me the seats (Yeah)
Leave me the key, we get it gone in a week
I sell water to the sea
Put some water on my teeth
Money order from the V
I might fly her to Belize
Might retire from the streets
Gettin' tired of Belize, yeah yeah
See I got the sauce
Bitch I'ma mac
I get the cheese
I get the rack
You get the cheese
'Cause you a rat
You pay the fee
She on her back
She free my youngin' at the jam
See he got caught up with the blam
I tried to tell him play it safe
But he just wanna be the man
But it's okay on the way
So is all my future plans
See when I fly up to L.A.
See I ain't coming back again
See everybody wanna play
But they ain't lend another hand
See Benihana for the state
See Benihana for the bands
My homey whip it in your face
Could probably whip it to a bands
So I whip a bitch up into shape
So now she do it with no hands
See I got the sauce
Bitch I'ma mac
I get the cheese
I get the rack
You get the cheese
'Cause you a rat
You pay the fee
She on her back
Yeah, yeah
See I got the sauce
Bitch I'ma mac
I get the cheese
I get the rack
You get the cheese
'Cause you a rat
You pay the fee
She on her back
Bitch I'ma pee
And that's a fact
Connect like fees
Still got the pact
I don't do lean
I cannot act
Hang with the killers and robbers, my nigga, so you know we keepin' it packed
I am the new wave
Show my city there's a new way
Nigga talkin' all the hooray
Only shootin' when it's 2K
We the hills to the youngins who everything a nigga said he repeat
So I just tell him "Get the hunnids, you better stay up out the way of the streets"
You see I'm never chasing after nothing, all the money coming to me
See I'ma just get the Rollie and go bust it , as long as there's some for my team
Heard there's some paper on this but it's nothing 'cause we got it under the tee
I'ma go way, way too deep for nigga's to leave me the seats (Yeah)
Leave me the key, we get it gone in a week
I sell water to the sea
Put some water on my teeth
Money order from the V
I might fly her to Belize
Might retire from the streets
Gettin' tired of Belize, yeah yeah
See I got the sauce
Bitch I'ma mac
I get the cheese
I get the rack
You get the cheese
'Cause you a rat
You pay the fee
She on her back
She free my youngin' at the jam
See he got caught up with the blam
I tried to tell him play it safe
But he just wanna be the man
But it's okay on the way
So is all my future plans
See when I fly up to L.A.
See I ain't coming back again
See everybody wanna play
But they ain't lend another hand
See Benihana for the state
See Benihana for the bands
My homey whip it in your face
Could probably whip it to a bands
So I whip a bitch up into shape
So now she do it with no hands
See I got the sauce
Bitch I'ma mac
I get the cheese
I get the rack
You get the cheese
'Cause you a rat
You pay the fee
She on her back
Yeah, yeah
