I went down to St. James Infirmary
To see my baby there
She was lying on a cold dark table
So sweet, so still, so fair

Let her go, let her go, god help her
Wherever she may be
They can search the wide world over
But they’ll never find a man like me
When she left, I went down to the river
Though the cold, dead trees
There I stood, in the murk and the darkness
There I sold my soul to thee

Amazing with this technical shit
Salasi died then he left me a spliff
I’m on the rise get my testicals licked
He’s on the list but who’s checking his shit
Yeah she a dime but her breath could be stink
Push it for me shorty, drop it down low
Down to the floor, make it clap make it roll
Yeah it’s a party got, got juice got draw
Haze in the air, don’t move now go

Get your game up, look man I hate to brag
But where do you think I get this cash from, paper bags?
First hit’s on the house, you can take a drag,
Next time it’s cash though, you have to pay for that,
All grain, whip gas pump, Texico
So much ice on I could be your Eskimo
In the club good go for the sexy ho
I don’t even have to ask she gone let me bone

I ride clean wax off, wax on
Spending money, not a whole of the that gone
I ride clean wax off, wax on
Spending money, not a whole of the that gone
Booze on deck, that’s my back gone
This real life, not a rap song
This real life, not a rap song



Barcardi yeah make them cardiac
Shorty see my chain got a heart attack
So vain, she with all of that
That’s why I bang never call them back
She see me like a god
So I’m a role modeller
She don’t need a twitter click to become a follower
See me at the show came back stage to politik,
Said I was her favourite rapper, me I just ackowledged it
All my college girls, model girls, stripper chicks, connoisseurs
Hood rats to wine and dining girls,
I be kicking it with all kind of girls
Beating out the beat, hear the sound of the drum roll,
Put it in the pot, make it sizzle like dumbo,
Early on the grind all day till the sun go
Me on the beats like a knock out gumbo


I ride clean wax off, wax on
Spending money, not a whole of the that gone
I ride clean wax off, wax on
Spending money, not a whole of the that gone
Booze on deck, that’s my back gone
This real life, not a rap song
This real life, not a rap song

Amazing with this technical shit
Salasi died then he left me a spliff
I’m on the rise get my testicals licked
He’s on the list but who’s checking his shit
Yeah she a dime but her breath could be stink
Amazing with this technical shit
Salasi died then he left me a spliff
I’m on the rise get my testitcals licked
He’s on the list but who’s checking his shit
Yeah she a dime but her breath could be stink

Shorty wanna fart shorty wanna bang
I just wanna break that chicken wing

I’m doing my thing i’m making it rain

I don’t care if she got brains

she got a fat ass

I wanna tap that

its looking at me i’m looking right back

baby you could keep on moving

ima keep smoking this cuban

You ain’t even gotta talk cuz your english ain’t that fluent

We going big we going in

acting retarded and drinking gin


Lets ball lets stunt lets make this shit jump

Toss some midgets in the air and bring those bitches to the front

Go stupid go dumb do drugs have fun

Lets keep this party popping everybody get crunk




Yeah we got swag

turn it up you know it ain’t no thang

I like them rock and roll

bitches with the ripped up jeans


Get that paper do your thing

lets just make these bitches scream




Shorty wanna fart shorty wanna bang

I just wanna break that chicken wing

I’m doing my thing i’m making it rain

I don’t care if she got brains

she got a fat ass

I wanna tap that

its looking at me i’m looking right back


Lets ball lets stunt lets make this shit jump

Toss some midgets in the air and bring those bitches to the front

Go stupid go dumb do drugs have fun

Lets keep this party popping everybody get crunk




Yeah we got swag

turn it up you know it aint no thang

I like them rock and roll
bitches with the ripped up jeans