My first drop on this site, so get at me. 1
Ok lets go. I dont obey dress codes
U might see me in tha club wit old j's retros/
And u know my chest cold wit a frozen arm
plus im walkin like tha hunched back of notre dame/
Cuz my charm so heavy,and im armed already
In tha club wit a pistol cuz tha guards dont check me/
And u know where tha chain be layin
down to tha 13 on my jersey thats Chamberlain/
Chicks say im tha man. They telln tha truth
u cant get mad cuz im better than u/
at wuteva i du
but we'll let her choose/
duz she want a All Star
or a regular dude/
she neva confused, who did u expect her to choose
tha dude wit tha 22's or tha necklace wit jewels/
well im both of dem. there wusnt no choice for him
im an All Star, im supposed to win/