Haven´t rapped with you in a long time buddy Big Baby, Big Slimmy Big Jimmy, Bronco Balaklava, Baklavala Holla-holla
Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay Yeah-yeah-yeah You already know what Sergio Swing-swing (Yeah, Sergio) (Hahahaha) Yeah, uh (Hahahaha)
My phone blowin´ up ´cause I been missin´ for days (Ain´t nobody callin´ you, man) I´m just floatin´ through these waves, my torso covered in suede (Uh) Six back-to-back Cadillacs lookin´ like astronauts (Uh) Don´t wind me up, I´ll have Shaq pop out the jack-in-the-box (Uh, pop out) With three ratchets in his jean jacket, bitch (Uh-uh) Don´t even try to tell me how off the meat rack I´m is (Uh-uh)
You know the vibes, I´m slow motion like I´m sniffin´ Actavis (Yeah) ´Til I explode off the turnbuckle and cripple half your shit (Ah) You know Bam-Bam savage as fuck (Uh) Ride with two pumps (Uh), like Michael Chang shoes (Uh) ´Til I see angels (Ah), I see the world from all angles And from a thin thread, my soul dangles Just like a mango (Ooh), alpha bravo (Uh) Lookin´ like your boy just won the lotto But then drowned every dollar in a bottle (Every single one of them) And put a bunch of junk (Uh), in his arm and his nose (Uh) And between his toes (His toes) ´Cause feelin´ good´s the only thing he knows (Ah, the pain)
Shit (Yeah man, you know we feel that)
Uh, ´cause feeling good´s the only thing I know (Bitch, I feel you, I feel you, I feel you) Feelin´ good´s the only thing I know (I feel good, I feel good, feel good) Feelin´ good´s the only thing I know (I feel good, I feel good, feel good) Feelin´ good´s the only thing I know (Yeah)
Give thanks for all these graces that´s been placed upon me (Give thanks) Do I deserve it or not? Now that´s a different topic (Hell yeah, you do) I think I do though (Uh-uh), All these times I seen the planet Pluto (Uh-uh) And when I get back I got no jet lag (You know it), I´m wired different (True)
The slightest thought of me inspires vision (It´s true) And puts a smile on the face of a man that knows he ´bout to die in prison (Uh) I´m high and twisted (Uh), some would say divine and mystic (Uh) ´Cause I can eat a bag of mushrooms and still drive the stick shift (Ooh) Like Hélio Castroneves (Uh), seein´ psychedelic colors, I´m a dead head Man, why the rose on fire in my palm? Like a saint for a made guy (Ooh) Blood drops fallin´ from my eyes, right on the gray five I made lives so now it´s time for me to lay a vibe You feel me?
Uh, I made lives so now it´s time for me to lay a vibe, lay a vibe (I feel good, I feel good) Lay a vibe, uh, lay a vibe, uh