Napoleon Dynamite lyrics

Slide thru the spot like Robin Thicke
She say "Pap don't start yo sh*t, I ain’t got time tonight"
I'm high as sh*t, feel like Napoleon Dynamite
Say it off top, I ain't have no time to write
My b*tch bad like Condoleezza Rice
Take off on a cracker before he read my rights
She like "Pap, I miss you and you is nice"
You can’t do sh*t when you're wrong but make it right
How the f*ck you gone ask somebody else for advice?
They basically telling you how to live your life
They say you a dopeboy, but not in my eyes
When you start whipping dope you moving to the left and right
n*gga what the f*ck you know about Miami Ice
Hanging like a 50 story window like Vanilla Ice
My b*tch ain't wanna pick up tonight
I ain't tripping 'bout sh*t baby, live your life
Whenever I feel like sh*t ain't going right
Pop me a Roxy and it's alright
Auntie said "Pap you special, you got what I like"
A1 straight drop, but don't change the price
Pull off fast as a f*ck like I caught a flight
I stay out of mind, out of sight
’Cause when you locked in a jail they still living life
You know how many times I bought stamps just to write
And the b*tch ain’t return not a single kite
Fresh out of jail, robbed my ex the first night
She said "That's why you all alone and ain’t got nobody"
I don't give a f*ck b*tch, I'm the real Shotti
I'mma die for that money and kill ’bout it
I'mma be a billionaire, I'm still 'bout it
Slide on a n*gga in that big body
Lil baby banging crip with a slim body
Slam dunk out the rack like Ben Wallace
Two plain jane cubans, ten thousand
Sixteen slugs, he been smiling
In the coupe off the boot, he been wilin'
Why the hell is your phone in your friend pocket?
Finna go upside this b*tch noggin
So much dope in the Audi, it look foggy
I don't trust no b*tch, hoe get off me
She like "Why you talking like that" b*tch I'm big saucy
I got swag in my bag and I been flossin'
He a lying ass n*gga, he Rick Rossing
Jeezy ass n*gga, he full of cap
Ran off on that n*gga, wasn't looking back
It don't cost much to keep it a stack
My b*tch say she love my dirty drawers
Walked in the house, she smelled my balls
I had raw cocaine stuffed by my balls
She lick the sweat right from my balls
I'mma send it sideways like Paul Wall
I'm slim thug but I ain't a ?
Auntie did a 50, said "Holy Lord"
I'm in Bronx eating on some baccalà
b*tch on my di*k like I'm Mike Lowrey
You say I broke your heart, baby I'm sorry
Doing 150 in my Audi
Drive however the f*ck I want, I bought it
She like "Pap you a liar, I saw you"
b*tch you can take me on ?
Let the people hear the two sides of the story
Ain't no n*gga going to take me out my glory
My b*tch don't act like Lauryn London
My b*tch cook dope and bag bundles
She say I look better than Stack Bundles
b*tch pick up all my slithery ways
Say I'm wavier than Charlie ?
You ??? on Wednesday
She said "Pap, I'mma love you anyway
Whether your hair was long or a Boosie fade"
My b*tch know not to buy me no Michael J's
Taught her how to cook crack in the microwave
She say I started when I lied more than Morris Chestnut
Okay baby you got me, I'mma fess up
After we talk about it you gone get that neck up
Then we pulling up on auntie to pick that check up
I don't care who got it now, later or next up
I just sold a P, onto the next one
Aunt said "Pap, this batch your best one"
I been in the streets since PS1
Slap the sh*t out a b*tch if she scuff my 1s
Beat the sh*t out a n*gga, tell 'em "Get your gun"
I was in the box 23 in 1
Bored as a b*tch, couldn't do nun'
Playing Solitary was my only fun
I couldn't even wake up and see the morning sun
The thing I missed the most was my white 1s
White correctional officers, I don't like none
f*ck around if you want, you got the right one
Popped a pink Perc-10 'cause the night young
She said "Pap where you going, it's 2:01"
I say "Auntie Whitehouse", she say "Uh-huh"
Why you doing all that, you must wanna come
She say "You take me for a fool, you really think I'm dumb"