W-X-I'll Tell U-Y

Rap cat on a tug boat
 It's not a love boat
 Have you ever seen Gators?
 They swim
 They float
 And all flavors
 That they got in the Now-N-Laters
 My hat tipped like Walt Frazier
 It's money and weed on mines
 Hotel Flight
 Eight "G"s on mines
 I really don't have to see the time
 All I really have to do
 Yo is read the signs
 Then I might
 Rise like a mercury
 Bitch give all your money to the worker bee
 Because they call me
 N-I-C-K-Y W-X I'll tell U-Y
 Because I like that
 High Fashion
 Jane's Addiction
 I do what I want
 And nigga I don't listen
 I shoot through the city like it's Camelot
 Ya know I gotta get it crackin'
 At the after spot
 My heart is Polo
 Just like the south
 I run my mouth
 I'm like a little kid
 Runnin' through your house
 Hot without a doubt (doubt)
 That's why I ran when he pulled the gun out (out)
 Man it's just like a rhyme
 Chips stay so crisp
 I eat alotta rice with my pearl chopsticks
 It's all so clear
 Like a vision
 Baby can you add multiply with division?
 And do it with precision
 Like the hands of a surgeon
 Bitch don't worry about the money I'm splurgin'
 I like George Gervin
 Cold in the spur of the moment
 Bitch gave her number but I didn't want it
 I'm N-I-C-K-Y
 W-X- I'll tell U-Y
 Put it in drive
 Let the engine run like a faucet
 If it don't run fast
 Baby I'll toss it
 I put it down like Lou Gossett
 Rappin so heavy
 Sometimes I drop it
 Gotta Re-cop it
 Blo
 Re-Cop it
 Gotta re-Cop it
 Blo Blo Blo
 Like C-Bo with his 4-4-4
 Fill'Moe Fill'Moe
 Co-Co-Co
 I price my thoughts on a scale
 Picture me baby
 You can picture more mail
 Things that sell
 Cash for bail
 And baby say she like shoes made by Chanel
 And I
 Focus like a telescope
 Fire up the better dope
 Like to wear a Pea Coat to hide a couple "C" notes
 N-I-C-K-Y
 W-X- I'll tell U-Y
 I treat November like I treat July
 31 days with 32 lies
 Bitch step up
 And you can claim your prize
 You see dollar signs when you look in my eyes
 Khan Allah
 Is seen by a chosen few
 I let the weed be the reason for the rendevous
 And you can tell from my Gators I'm fresh
 Hip Hop Cop
 That's Elliott Ness
 I like Vogues
 Cadillac doors
 Nosy ass bitches try to hear me talk to hos
 But you get so close
 Ya know I gotta plead the fifth
 It's almost like your birthday when I spit the gift
 And I'm N-I-C-K-Y
 W-X-I'll tell U-Y
 Bye
 I'm back
 Bitch did you miss me?
 My money ain't stale
 It's just a little crispy
 I like Jack Dempsey
 And Thomas Hearns
 Brand new car with a brand new perm
 Once again
 N-I-C-K-Y
 W-X I'll tell U-Y
 Bye