I've been you, I've been everywhere you're going
yeah all that you're knowing
boy I'm gonna make you mine
That might be true
but I don't need your wind bag wisdom
and all the restriction
In one ear and out of the other
if you feel the urge to share
Think again cause you're not my mother
Actually I'm not contractually obliged to care
Dropping dimes, laying sweet feeds on my homies
No one can slow me down
boy I'm gonna make you mine
Dipsy do, I won't use the flask now
Baby when we drive around and seize a little time
while you work out your schemes in dealing Wichita
If you flood the lane on me brother
watch out for my step back three
I put the I in team like no other
Actually I'm not contractually obliged to share
buddy, you're just connected bones
So lose that
lose that
lose that telephone
and call
us all