I Ain't Even on Yet

Текст песни GLC - I Ain't Even on Yet

[Intro]
I got my drink in my hand
I’m feeling gone
But I ain’t even on yet
You know what I’m sayin’?
I'm just on business shawty
Out here rotatin’ through these Windy
City streets, baby
Check it out

[Verse 1]
Trips to Tijuana, smoking ganja with Fanta
To eliminate the haters upon us
The nigga they honor
Introduced her to that Gucci and Prada
Had it way before the boot leggers got it
A sick SS from a hoopty Impala
These girls love me more than they love their father
Game tight like a virgin Madonna
Ever since I can remember I been poppin’ my colors
In the Lincoln Continental when the red was  [?]
At 16 takin rooms at Ramada
Girls wanna get me like Ivana
Tryna get my green like iguanas
‘Cause Mr. GLC is just a G, own his dollars
Flicking on you pimpin’ impostors
Ain’t no need to get hostile
Keep everything irie, like you a Rasta
Ten years from now they be diggin’ your fossils
Ya fucking with the king like Mufasa
Nigga I got ya
[Hook]
I’m in the strip club, spendin’ nothing but hundreds
Swappin’ right past the law, clothes reeking marijuana bud
Drunk than a motherfucker, I ain’t even on yet
Drunk than a motherfucker, and I ain’t even on yet
Everywhere I go they say “Boy you know you wanted”
‘Cause I’m ridin on Vogues got hoes in abundance
Drunk than a motherfucker, I ain’t even on yet
Drunk than a motherfucker, and I ain’t even on yet

[Verse 2]
All the cold hoes begin where we begin
And we chewin Ethiopian, smokin’ them out, provokin’ ‘em all
They close, they rollin’ with the G, Double-O, D, oh, he cold
And this ain’t nothing about, the work got sold
A few dros, a few Os, blow like a bugle
Fuck what you heard, shawty I’m the nigga to know
Keep your mouth closed ‘bout me, yes my Malibu, oh
Screw, two tone crown, smokin’ on that homegrown
Bad bitch from out West, eyes like Hong Kong
Bad bitch from out South, drinkin’ on that Patron
All I wanna do is get ‘em home, and out that thong
Back when my colors was struggling
I confess I was fuckin’
The baddest bitches that niggas was cuffin’
Hatin’, I wasn’t, I was doin’ it the playa way
As in imaginary playa from Cali, don’t lay awake, hey
[Hook]
I’m in the strip club, spendin’ nothing but hundreds
Swappin’ right past the law, clothes reeking marijuana bud
Drunk than a motherfucker, I ain’t even on yet
Drunk than a motherfucker, and I ain’t even on yet
Everywhere I go they say “Boy you know you wanted”
‘Cause I’m ridin on Vogues got hoes in abundance
Drunk than a motherfucker, I ain’t even on yet
Drunk than a motherfucker, and I ain’t even on yet