Andre Nickatina - Gingerbread Man Lyrics
"J'aibe soin d'un crayon..."You better make itAnd lace itAnd hope the pigs don't takeAnd keep your mission basicNo time to come and fake itSpin like a CDYou know it's Nicky TCome to your partyWith no apologyAll at your functionThis ain't no usual luncheonI see what I like and then I jump inFloat like a CadillacGirl can ya handle that?Hittin' on cognacNow you don't know how to actI'm your favourite MotorolaYour new Coca-ColaAt least until you get tired of my new posterIt's about the money, and bread and never fantasyA situation might change your whole anatomyWho hit the jackpot?Hot as a crack spotTook out the cash boxAnd left with the flash(?) doc(?)Shit, you knowJ'aibe soin d'un crayonThe Gingerbread ManJ'aibe soin d'un crayonMy young tiga Don JuanHe looked right in front of a khan (?)Said that it was real sweetSumthin' I would keepI live like a GipsyRap till I'm emptyFly like a FrisbeeBut hung like a GrizzlyYou know, I blowAnd there, I goAll on the freewayMe and my queen mayneI eats GumboThe jumboShrimp comboAnd when I clown, hoeI smile like a criminalI can be like EcstasyShow you a whole new recipeDon't even know why you step to meSayin' you ain't impressed with meI ain't trippin' darlin'I hear my homies callin'And when there's money involvedMan they despise stallin'Hook it up and then cook it upMan shook it up and then look it upAnd rock it up and then chop it upMan flock it up and then cop it upI hit the underground trains(?) and thangsStood there rappin' till the rain done cameTill' the game done changedMan I'ma get it mayneAnd don't forget it mayne...Shit, So greedyDon't think that I can split it mayneThe Gingerbread ManCatch me if you canYou back there... "J'aibe soin d'un crayon"Bartender, bartender... "J'aibe soin d'un crayon"Waitress, waitress... "J'aibe soin d'un crayon"You think I'm playin' baby? ... "J'aibe soin d'un crayon"Shit, shit..."J'aibe soin d'un crayon..."
