& He Ill, He Real, He Might

Slapped Her Then I Asked Her What's My Name. She Said N-i-c, The President Of The N-y-c.

Now It's Me & My Time, It's Just Me In My Prime

Call It A Curse, Or Just Call Me Blessed, If You Can't Handle My Worst, You Ain't Getting My Best

I Keep 3 Hos But Don't Call Me Santa And I'm And I'm Flyer Than Reindeers In Winter

Register My Money, For The Money Gymnastic. Cause I Make It Flip Now They Be Lookin All Nasty.