Knock Yourself Out

Uh-huh, you know where I`m takin this<br>I`m takin it right there - they leave me no choice<br>AOWWWWW!! Uh, uh, oh<br><br>[Verse One]<br>She said she was a model for a year and a half<br>And if she took her pins out, <br>then her hair would drop down to her calf<br>I knew her man, he was just up North<br>and would`ve got left up North, but he was the chef up North<br>Anyway I`m K-I-double<br>All I do is get dough, spit flows, try to stay out of trouble<br>If you ready we could move, just lose your man<br>or hit the dance floor, I`ll show you how to do my dance<br>Or I might let you play in the garden<br>Or sit up in that white thing and listen to the greatest of Marvin<br>The estate got six locations<br>Take so long to get to the front once I missed probation<br>And I hate to brag<br>I know ya man really wouldn`t like the Beretta but he`d hate the Mag<br>And yeah here go a blank check, rock yourself out<br>But in the mean time girl - knock yourself out<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Oh you modelin momma? (knock yourself out)<br>Wanna let ya hair down? (knock yourself out)<br>Oh you ready to move? (knock yourself out)<br>Whatchu wanna sit in the Coupe? (knock yourself out)<br>Wanna keep on dancin? (knock yourself out)<br>Wanna run in my mansion? (knock yourself out)<br>Sit in V.I.P.? (knock yourself out)<br>Bitch you just wanna be seen (knock yourself out)<br><br>[Verse Two]<br>Now you can knock yourself out like you boxin yourself<br>Or you can get real freaky start poppin yourself<br>And my watch got so many rocks, when you look at the time<br>it`s sorta like you watchin yourself, uhh<br>Front if you want, I puff a few blunts<br>and take a cruise in a Porsche wit the trunk in the front<br>She had the Jocko B`sure sandals, told her hop in<br>The coupe blew her mind when she couldn`t find the door handles<br>Attitude very high maintence; check this out ma<br>I`m runnin out of my patience<br>Don`t sleep wit me? Then don`t speak wit me<br>And neva talk bad bout niggaz that eat wit me<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse Three]<br>Aiyyo, honey know I`m waitin to leave<br>Keep dancin, cause I like how that ass shake in them capris<br>I`m like Big wit the murder mamis up in Belize<br>but I`ll still fuck a chickenhead like Lil` Cease<br>I don`t care if they model, bet they all gon` chill<br>First nigga to cook base on a Foreman grill<br>And you might win some, but you just lost one<br>Kiss +Miseducates+ `em like Lauryn Hill<br><br>[Chorus] - (Fades)