I'm black I'm black I'm pink I'm pink I'm Rinso white I'm in-vis-i-ble SOLO VOICE OTHERS ANSWER Ain't got no home So Ain't got no shoes Poor Ain't got
how I be banging And every sheet that I get All the heat I be packin; And I show it off With all this money you know where I'm heading And I'm gonna
-I-M I love my life, I love this record and Mi amore vole fe yah I'm beautiful in my way, 'Cause God makes no mistakes I'm on the right track, baby I
hair (Your hair, your hair) I whip my hair back and forth I whip my hair back and forth (Just whip my hair) I whip my hair back and forth I whip my hair
filled up, all the way to the brim, brim, brim, brim Black on black Cadillac with the custom trim, trim, trim, trim Smoke fillin' up my lungs and I'm
I'm in the hog sometime, I'm in the Porsche redline I drive that mothafucka like I'm tryna beat a deadline. Holla at the boy bitch, yes I'm the boy bitch I'm
Now I'm walking through the city Everything is pretty, I lightened the load I'm lettin' you know that suddenly it's sunny I'm finding that I'm runnin
dark eyes were sparkling Reflecting the fire Your black hair was flowing I filled with desire Oh gipsy girl Where are you, wish I knew I search ev'rywhere I
leave your crotch out And peep the way we be blowin them spots out [Busta Rhymes] Come on, look how we got 'em ready to act out Girl, I'm ready to give
won't get i don't wanna settle down but now i'm willing to see i'm numb to the world and now i'm feeling you see you my little angel witout the halo
out And peep the way we be blowin them spots out [Busta Rhymes] Come on, look how we got 'em ready to act out Girl, I'm ready to give it twistin your
drive I got my red lips on, makin' the stereo bleed Texting my girls while I'm driving with my knee I'm doing my nails, I'm paintin' them black 'Cause
tone 'Cause today I swear I'm not doing anything No, I'm not gonna do jack squat But in case you all forgot I'm lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy I'm not
to speak to me from a gleeful world And they look link singing moons made of black pearl I'm not saying that you're the only one like you that I'll
bathroom floor Out the back window I make a escape Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape Mad with no music but happy 'cause I'm free And
And when I let loose lead, believe I'm accurate Fat scope on a [unverified] Sawed-off double barrel and a pistol grip Pump on my lap at all times I
