Yeen cooler than me
Shit nigga
I'm a macaroni section type of nigga
Imma be where the muhfuckin' cheese at nigga
Stay flexin' over this bitch, FGMG's nigga
I do this for all the young, fly, flashy niggas, man (West Starlando)
Gangsta niggas
You already know, Fly Goon

[Verse 1]
Now I was in the main like a muhfucker
Sittin in the G cell
State attorney turnin' my case around, like a Sprewell
Coke dealers, nigga, we got more sand than a sea shell
Got that big Benz fuckin' up the road, like a beach whale
Blowin' on that mango fruity
Whole city hollerin' Mookie
Catch me with the goonies, jumpin' out a duely
Eatin' breakfast at Julie's
Never leave my tooly, these fuck niggas be acting too foolish
Extended on the 40, now I need a bigger size Coogi
Judge looked in my eyes, and asked me "Why they call you Mookie?"
I think he think I'm stupid, now I'm startin' to think like Boosie
Pop pills and swallow syrup, now I'm feelin' like Gucci
Fuckin' mohawk done got knotty, now I'lm lookin' like Whoopie
Spray on this Denzel cologne, get on my Bill Gates iPhone
Find me a Rihanna redbone, and take it on home
I'm on my shit, I'm in my zone
I got that yoppa on the front seat of the Brougham
This bitch broomstick long, nigga
I do this shit for all the goblins, my niggas that's robbin'
Graduated out the kitchen, never been to Harvard
Never been to college, our life was a lil harder
I was a young nigga robbin' these fuck niggas for they lil Starters
You a lil pussy, yo lil niggas soft like cushion
My lil niggas'll wack ya ass bout a couple cookies
My lil niggas'll wack ya ass bout a couple grams
Yeah, they fucked up bout Mook, you know who I am

Don't this shit feel like a movie, G-Dawg?
Look how I go thru the muhfuckin' channels, my nigga
Without skippin' a muh fuckin beat
Nam sayin?
These fuck niggas skippin' channels
I'm sticking to the muhfuckin' script, man
These folks fucked up bout Mook
Nam sayin
Cuz I'on wear no muhfuckin' mask
I rap bout that real shit
Errthing a nigga spit be bout that real shit
While these niggas be rappin' some amazing shit
Fuck niggas be vampires and shit
Shit crazy as fuck

[Verse 2]
I told that bitch I'm on some fly shit, Helicopter Handwriting
One verse'll get ya a Audi truck, and a new Breitling
Only nigga on the block, Gucci down, all-nighter
Blood red truck on chrome, but I ain't fightin fires
OG's in prison told me, "Mook Boy keep writing"
Walkin' up the escalator, every step I'm gettin' higher
Smokin' on that loud in the club, I done lost my lighter
Found my lighter, now I'm lookin' for a bitch like Maliya
Some'n red, with them wide hips like the Challenger
She move quick and got them fat lips like the Challenger
Bricks got a nigga doin' numbers like Algebra
Pinky ring flashing, what the fuck I need the camera for?
Pose for the picture, nigga
Pimp on them bitches, nigga
Tina hit me, Imma push her ass up out the limo, nigga
I'on know who raised y'all niggas, but I'on never slip
Stay whippin' the bitch in the kitchen, that Ike Turner wrist
Come thru slow, makin' the top do backflips
Land in the trunk, next to my bag from Sakks Fifth
When I say a broomstick, I'ain talkin bout sweepin', jit
I'm talmbout assault rifles the size of a pool stick
Leavin' the Magic Mall, walking' out with my cool bitch
Cool on the Mac-11, yeah, that's my cool bitch
Shawty in the background, I stay on that smooth shit
Shotty in the background, I'm on my Fly Goon shit

[Jeffrey Osborne sample plays out]
Maybe I can tell you, that I have my faults, and there are no guarantees
Oh, baby can't you see?
I'm only human!