Come See Me

f/ Stat Quo

[Smoke]

I'm the cookie monster, from Seasame Street with big

Yellow birds for sale you need chicks I keep bricks

I'm the boss, They workin' I sit back and make calls

Movin' keys I never seen like Stevie and Ray Charles

Like bodybuilders, we move weight, from da weed to da yay

Servin' more O'z than Omarion and B2K

My birds don't got wings, I have to package 'em

I wish they could fly, then I wouldn't have to traffik 'em

That uncut base, they'll be back like Ma$e

Take it to the kitchen, whip it, watch it come back like New edition

Bricks... I got 'em lower than them, The nigga that sold it to you

I sold it to the nigga that sold it to him

[Chorus: Smoke]

Come and see me, if you want dat hard or dat blow

I got 'em 16, half for 8, quarters for 4

Come and see me, if you want a block of dat D

I never drought, I always got it homey holla at me

Come and see me, if you wanna cop you a brick

Just place an order, Hit me on my celly or on my hip

Come and see me, if you wanna cop you a key

Got what you want, got what you need, my nigga holla at me

Come and see me..

[Stat Quo]

Holla at 'em, birds bag 'em, move 'em, pass 'em, in a wagon

Down the strip, gotta have 'em, lanes nappin while we trappin

Wonder how the come up happen folk, rappin, hammer blastin'

Geek, monsters, plenty action, servin, working'

Bread stackin' folk, Heroin, Exstacy, Purple, and Coke

Got people that own boats, In Miami ya know

One hit and you float, My workers never come up short

They knowin it toat

Don't gotta market and promote 'em, never broke

So many J's, so many ways, so many hoods for me to slang, Mane!

Wrappin' work is operation shoe string, Mane!

I'ma tie up and lace the market wit dat Cane

[Chorus]

[Smoke]

We got shit you stick in vein, brick of Cane

Dubs, Dimes, to Nicks of Jane

Ask my fiends da shit you name it

Ain't shit that you can't get, cause we got it

Blocks like Lego, white like Mayo

Pills in all flavors come taste the rainbow

I camp wit a *unit* of G's, *50* deep

Wit *Bank* rolls of *Bucks* in *The Game* dealin' *Yayo*

Got boy by the balloon, gallons of that sizzurp

Got regiment, green and purp, got 16 years of bizzurb

Erybody know me, so do like Dorthy

Folow the yellow brick road, to the Wizard of O-Z

[Chorus]