Do it for me baby, can you mask up?
I want you to shoot it for me, baby, I'm the master
I wanna see you do it for me, baby I'm no lacker
You know I keep that toolie on me, baby
We was the jackers, the robbin', used to do that on the daily
Now we at Saks 5th you know that we been feelin' Gucci lately
I'm a nympho, I've been fuckin' on my groupies lately
Ain't no 10-4, Bloc Nation we don't got no captains, baby

You know that sucker shit don't phase me
They had the cape and didn't save me
We was fucked up, had family in the attics and the basements
Got my bucks up now niggas startin' friendly conversations
Bitches thousand miles waitin' niggas thousand miles hatin'
Phone call from the plug, he got a thousand pounds waitin'
Foreign new whip it ain't got a thousand miles, baby
She like to strip, know she got a thousand niggas waitin'
Ain't no loose lip, I talk my shit and I don't do no cakin'

Do it for me baby, can you mask up?
I want you to shoot it for me, baby, I'm the master
I wanna see you do it for me, baby I'm no lacker
You know I keep that toolie on me, baby
We was the jackers, the robbin', used to do that on the daily
Now we at Saks 5th you know that we been feelin' Gucci lately
I'm a nympho, I've been fuckin' on my groupies lately
Ain't no 10-4, Bloc Nation we don't got no captains, baby

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Writer(s): Addison Graham Keen Rineer, James Lee Baker