'm the funny type So I'm foolin' around, I'm just foolin' around I'm just foolin around, I'm just foolin around (Igh, check it, look) I'm just foolin' around
the funny type So I'm foolin' around, I'm just foolin' around I'm just foolin around, I'm just foolin around (Igh, check it, look) I'm just foolin' around
doubled barreled guns Mutha fuckaz best run fuckin' around wit' al-bum, num 2 so Do not be fuckin' around wit' we and we won?t fuck around wit' you
this fool up on 75th who had a safe and a whole lot of yea Two six-fours and a ragtop sittin on them thangs He said this motherfucker was worth ten mill
high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!) The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it's all white (Huh!) Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the Spikes Meek Mill [Meek Mill
with the mad pa-style, freeze, music please I dribble rhymes like Basketball-ems, people call me E.T. (What's that Shaq man?) Extra-Tall ems, you better than Shaq-tack, fool
in hittin switches and dumpin fools in ditches If it's on, it's on, regulatin Player hatin, run your organisation like a poem Put that down like James Brown, I got'cha Hey fool
wanna go To the top, she perfect and she outta know When she walkin by the studio, you can see my heart beating through my clothes She ain't around
't gonna give her nothing, No, it's big pimpin over here, Where the fuck you go? I'll be fooling around, Chilling and passing the doobie around. I'm
this paper so they follow everywhere we go So for the bullshit we aint got later cuz we down here on this road Cool ass, fly around chillen young fool
It be tha Mo, thuggish buck wit bandits, one ah me soldiaz just can't stand'em, made me how to do a 187 (187) wit ah Mac trench, or reactin like you
' out west bank for my mill And I'm from Hampstead, it's close to the shacks of park south Well, I'll be outside slingin', you're always high And don't come around
the phone if I call See I'm livin' real large eventhough I'm real small But don't let that fool ya Money rules everything around me Creepin up silent
gang signs Ran in the house and grabbed my clip With the Mac-10 on the side of my hip Bailed outside and pointed my weapon Just as I thought, the fools
