Ma' Be Easy

(アルバム： Ghetto Fabolous - 2001)

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Yo, I ain't got no reason to trick or spend
Mami, I'm the reason the chicks begin, cheeseing and snickering
Playa like me? every season these chicks have been
Talking 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 having 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 kicking 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 thinking Brevoort I'm talking private jets, uh

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I need the cash in my palm, the ice in my charm ma' be easy
(Watch it, please)
Wanna lean to the side while I cruise in your ride ma' be easy
(Put down that cheese)
Gotta have a broad wanting and let me hold something ma' be easy
(You get nothing from me)
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, getting Cris' re-fills
My wrist be chilled
And my wardrobe look like I got an Ice Berg History deal
Still dames have been
Giving 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 knocking 'em down, I'm right behind Wilt Chamberlin, huh

[Chorus]

Ma you musta had too many weed totes
'Cuz I ain't giving you any C-Notes
I'm all about floating on them new skinny speed boats
Hundred and something 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 shopping sprees, I'm rough wit the ends
Keep honeys on their knees, scuffing they shins
I deal wit nothing but tens
I be the club king wit diamonds, shuffling your friends
Chickens get keys, scuffing 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
(One try) I ain't tryin to put clinks on you
Hope tricking ain't one of the things you think John do
Cause that's the way you end up wit a drink on you, mami

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