Charlie Sheen

Skizzy the iconoclast, she got all kinds of ass

Smoking all kinds of grass, now I got more time to pass

You rappers kind of crass, but I'm that new-new

Blunt making ash, call that shit my pikachu-chu

So what you want to do-do, me and ya girl on oovoo

I'm up in atl and I am only bagging new news

Never beef, moo shu, leather tod's new shoes

Labels send me mail and I get hype like its blues clues

And I'mma keep spittin' till I stop dippin'

And I'mma keep pimpin' till y'all stop trippin'

Chilling with my n-words, say it like a white kid

Live life on the edge like I got two weeks and I might live

I might kid, I might hit, hermés I like it

Grey goose was injured thats why we went and iced it

Told that girl, that's tall, I'm forward if you want it

We on the ball like chris paul for the hornets

Cause girl the way you flaunt it

Got me so attracted

Black girl with green eyes

Yeah, that's what I call a bad bitch

Vanessa hudgens type bitch is what I'm fucking

And I leave the scene right after I cut it man its nothing

Gambino had the track so I followed it

Y'all niggas twittered motherfuckers always following

I make new moves I make new rules

And then I break them like new shoes

Me and penthouse music thats the new school

Chrome hearts my new jewels

Model chicks the usual

Chilling out and backing up would be what the prudent do

You ain't a boss, so I never get used to you

And I'mma make it I'mma make it give me three years

And your girl, mmm, maybe after three beers

Patron made it so its hard for me to see clear

You couldn't catch me if all your years were leap years

Uh, sometimes I wonder if I'm moving too fast

And then I pour more cranberry and vodka in my glass

You need bars well we got several here

I'm trying to make some hits every year and do it for several years

Coast to mexico, rolex is crystal clear

Bitches love us, there boyfriends wanna fuck us, up

But all there girlfriends wanna

I don't know fuck your x-man

Baby girl you coming home with me

Fuck you on the throne because I'm the fucking king

And we ain't talking wedding rings

I'm trying to die alone so when

I wake up in the morn baby you should be

Gone kicks y-3, oriental wifey

Beds is on the west side, you know we getting hyphie

Oh, shout out to union

Yeah you know we do it

Codiene out of cups that are a little translucent

Yeah, we on the up so I'm a little boastful

I know I'm fly baby but I struggle to approach you

Insecure little teenager at school dances

Now I call at four in the morning all these bitches answer

Canada goose vest keeps me warm when it's frigid

Spit ill when I'm angry, right now I'm fucking livid

They say I'm immature, wait I was fucking kidding

They say I'm bipolar, I say I'm bi-winning

Shorty used to be chubby but now her thighs spinning

Bbm me late night, you know that I'm in it

Take my Jesus piece off whenever I'm sinning

Because I tend to do stupid shit whenever I'm ginning

Uh-uh I did it and I'mma do it now

And all my doubters you lookin' real stupid now

And all my x-girls you lookin' real foolish now

And truth is I'm the greatest to ever do this shit

Shit, tiger blood when I get a cut

And, she ain't offended when I hit her butt

And, I ain't pretending I'm the shit but

I'm confident shes coming over when I hit her up

Shes like: "you skiz the rapper? Oh my gosh!"

I said: "I'm skiz the rapper and I got cosh!"

Wait, I'm not rapper I prefer a poet

You wanna make it in this business baby show it

Show the possibilites then look in her face

Girl I buy you some real louis you know that purse fake

She smiles and slowly sips her cup

Girl this dinner is in hopes that you will give it up

Peronis for my homies

Aloha to my broha's

Chillin' in hawaii drop the thou at barney's co-op

Misty skies from the penthouse I hardly see

Palm trees, high off this drug called charlie sheen