ma' be easy

Lyrics

uh, uh uh uh uh uh, yeah, uh-huh uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh uh uh uh, uh uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh uh, uh oh, uh yeah, unh uh huh, whoa, uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh, yeah, yo, i ain't got no reason to trick or spend, mami, i'm the reason the chicks begin, cheesein' and snickerin', playa like me? every season these chicks have been, talkin' how i came through the p's in a sicker benz, heard about the platinum visas the bricker bends, jewels so icy i need freezers to stick 'em in, i be's in the keys wit a click of friends, trees and a liquor blend, i be too queezy and sick to grin, i don't care if a skeezer is thick or thin, it's gon' look like she havin' a seizure i stick it in, skeos say "can i get the keys to ya six again?", after i nut, that's when amnesia be kickin' in, most broads i done met, ain't see a guy who spend a g on, gucci t's, five for sweats, i'm what chicks strive to get, i stay in the p.j's, you thinkin' brevoort i'm talkin' private jets, uh, i need the cash in my palm, the ice in my charm - ma' be easy, wanna lean to the side while i cruise in your ride - ma' be easy, gotta have a broad wantin' and let me hold somethin' - ma' be easy, you get nothing!, so the kid never stresses a female, and if you ask where i live they gon' give you addresses to e-mail, i saw that cops can suggest is that he sell, how i'm gon' push it unless it's a v-12, from s's to cl's, i request is detail, in the head rests his t.v's dwell, they heard how many albums i presses for retail, and they can't get a dime unless it's a weed sale, and let's be real, catch me at the bar wit them crispy bills, gettin' cris' re-fills, my wrist be chilled, and my wardrobe look like i got an ice berg history deal, still dames have been, givin' me slow neck, and i don't even know what they real names have been, i feel ashamed to spend, 'cuz when it comes to knockin' 'em down, i'm right behind wilt chamberlin, huh, ma you musta had too many weed totes, 'cuz i ain't givin' you any c-notes, i'm all about floatin' on them new skinny speed boats, hundred and somethin' wit two skinny deep throats, winter hit, i'm in a new finny ski coats, see the screens? ain't gotta use any remotes, no more shoppin' sprees, i'm rough wit the ends, keep honeys on their knees, scuffin' they shins, i deal wit nothin' but tens, i be the club king wit diamonds, shufflin' your friends, chickens get keys, scuffin' the benz, cause they wanna lock me down like i'm puff in the pens, snatch any chink blond who feel my link long view, i ain't tryin to put clinks on you, hope trickin' ain't one of the things you think john do, cause that's the way you end up wit a drink on you, mami,