Andre Nickatina - I'm A Pisces Lyrics
Girl Talking: So umm, who are you? What do you do? What's your sign?Guy: You always ask too many questions, I'm a pisces I'd do anything for money.You've been asking me all the questions lemme ask you one...Girl: Shoot it from the hip babyGuy: Are we going to bed?Gettin' in where I fit in, right?Whats that deuce deuce poppin' like?Baby, I like the way you work that tongueYou had a don't care nigga for 3 weeks sprungIt's the game, the mutha*****a calls my nameProduct made of yola cuz the rules don't changeThe prettiest thing is new white wall tiresI shoulda been a lawyer, cuz I'm such a good liarKill dosia style, brain child in a beanieGod fear a nigga under pressure and greedyMicrophone cops steady *****in' off my dealingsEven when I'm workin' mutha*****as think I'm chillin'Recruitin' like the army, or even the marinesSome get rejected like black jelly beansI'm on the scene in my jeans, smokin' weed from a sacMutha*****a, where you at? I got cocaine rapsYa hardcore CB4 uproar made a nice comeback, but didn't touch my scoreA Farrakhan listener, white world prisonerMy frisk down is just like the state pen for visitorsGhetto red hots, guns, crack and macks, fly clubs, no love and cocaine rapsSpendin' ways incredible, money untraceableTiggaz start to jack when the dope ain't availableBaby you talk too much, pass the bluntI'm tryin' to give your fine ass the raw and uncutI got no time to be a crybaby foolForgive me, but they got me packin' pocket toolsFresh out say ***** 'em, yeah, I made a gang of rapsSmokin' weed in a rental with the gangsta tracksStraight chewy, and a nigga got a gang of prideCheck the battle or the struggle through my Chinese eyesHad to tighten up the fade, got my murder 1 shadesStill tryin' to ***** them freaks from my highschool days (yea)B. Adams, do you still love me?Cuz ya first born is strugglin' and it's hard to stay drug free***** back loaded and about to explodeLike the 12 story 'jects, ***** I'm outta controlAlpine reliant, police defiant, Kentucky Fried and Popeye's #1 client2 peice beans and rice,all spice, and a R-6 7 couldnt do it tonightRepresent the look like the great Sam CookPut a star by every freak in my true black bookClutch tight fist pumped way in the air, pagan,you dealin' with a microphone bearTear, pear,glair, where?, stare, check it, I don't careI just can't quit, shit, the rap game fanaticTryna stay calm with a mad weed habitCussin' and fussin' at 100 degrees,I think like a blind thief with the vision of g'sChewy used to do me, listen to Ice-TYa lookin' at a nigga who wish he was drug freeBut nigga that's a dream in another lifeSo until then my last word is re-lightGirl Talking: So umm, who are you? What do you do? What's your sign?Guy: You always ask too many questions, I'm a pisces I'd do anything for money.You've been asking me all the questions lemme ask you one...Girl: Shoot it from the hip babyGuy: Are we going to bed?
