Megas On His Own lyrics

featuring Carl Thomas

[Cormega]
Yo, yo
What, what
Wanna bounce?
Come on, come on
What, what
Bounce, bounce
Check it out y`all

Yo, you see the Benz I`m in, with BBS rims
Playing Lil` Kim`s part off The Benjamins
I ain`t a player, I just wear Tims
No need for gators, my feet can`t swim
I`m in Reno, Nevada, sippin` a pena colada
How many niggas can see Montanna?
This movie`s killin` and budgin`
Women love me in polo jeans and rugbys
You can hate it or love it, imiatate it or dub it
Compared to us, niggas ain`t nuttin`
It`s funny how niggas get paid for frontin`
Glorifying crimes, and they ain`t done `em
My rhymes`ll split `em like pimpin`, Dom P sippin`
I`m not a baller, haven`t even lived it
Women callin`, since my days in the crib crawlin`
I plan to live enormous
I live nike dunks, icey chunks
A fly wifey I can trust
Not that she gon` wanna hesit me for re-up
I might be, Iron Mike if you try to entice me
I say this politely, tell it to a friend
Hard from the start, get money to the end
What up with Cormega? Did you see him?
Leanin` in the BM with the rim`s gleamin`

[Chorus - Carl Thomas]
Mega gonna hold his own
He always knew he could do it alone
And when he rhymes
Everybody`s gonna know

[Cormega]
Yo, I write rhymes for the flyest whips, finest chicks
And any rappin` nigga that thinks he`s as nice as this
See me chillin` in clubs with women and thugs
Whoever wanna test this, we fill `em with slugs
My jewlery gliestenin`, rhymes usually sickenin`
Game like Fab 5 at Michigan, you listening?
Pimps, I
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