Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

* Pull the water from the oil *
Excuse me, man, I'm looking for some crack.
Nigga, don't worry about where I got it. I got my connects.
Think, think, think. Oh!
so we wouldn't have to get a job? Look, man.
Why don't you take your momma's motherfucking titty
But don't be trying no dumb shit though, man,
but your son said some very rude things
Lil Phanta, putting in his work.
Yeah, it's that Auto-Tuner, son.
Hey, you just wait till my new album drops.
Tell me where the safe is, or the Green Mile over here,
Congratulations, Otis.
or the ability to sing or compose music.
No, no, wait... Look, there is no reason
my main man, Trick Money Smitty.
Are you gonna be here for a while?
* Customers all night Just make sure *
You, Sergeant Gutter, everything music's been
Your boy is shooting his own reality show.
* Will help you stretch that *
I want my money. I got this new sound
I'm tickled as a coon on Inauguration Day.
but without the piano skills
"So what are you doing with it?"
I hope you go broke, you feel me?
It's got joints for the streets, it's got joints for the ladies,
I hope that the IRS is on they way over
Lil' Big Dolla, Snowbunny Sampson.
Shout out to B.I.G. Real hip-hop, you feel me.
I WANT MY MONEY