Yao Ming (Remix)

I'm a king yes I'm a dime, nigger what you want?

And I'm off to yeager bombs, and I'm your daddy cause I pay your mum

And it's hard to hate on niggers, when you the most hated on

You know what? I don't give a fuck, your girls pussy's my cologne

And she's on my private jet, she says she wanna try that mile high

Jungle better be shaved cause I ain't fucking wildlife

And she's smoking loud right, can you here me now?

But she still be super high when my plane be touching down

Can't tell me stop it cause I'm gon' cop it

Anything you got my goonz gone rob it

Nigger it's my time and you can't clock it

And I'm throwing racks, tell that nigger pop it

And she the best dancer going hammer

And this new girl way better

What's my name? you know the answer

Who did the beat?

And bitch I'm tall as yao ming

And bitch I'm tall as yao ming

Look at my daddy, look at my daddy

Look at my daddy, look at my daddy

Yao ming

Look at my daddy, look at my daddy

Look at my daddy, look at my daddy

It's all about my business, start collecting interests

Fill my own wishlist so everyday it's Christmas

I don't have no time to wait, I need my money with the quickness

Ain't nothing like fast money, can I get a witness

They say that I've been gone, now say what you mean

Bitch, if I fell off I landed on the movie screen

They think I'm off the scene, but it ain't what it seems

They wonder why my self-esteem is called that Yao Ming

My money coming in, that shit coming out

You can gon' bump your guns, I put this pistol in your mouth

Mississippi motherfucker, ho I'm from the south

If you ain't talking 'bout no money, then bitch don't open up your mouth

And bitch I'm tall as yao ming

And bitch I'm tall as yao ming

Look at my daddy, look at my daddy

Look at my daddy, look at my daddy

Yao ming

Look at my daddy, look at my daddy

Look at my daddy, look at my daddy

It's mister pretty muthafucka

Bitch I am the trill man

Spit that gangsta boogie

In my zone, but they still dance

Them raiders be like haters

We the trill clan, no the real clan

Think where you got your style from

You niggas old as my lil man

Cause I'm ready to go

She next to blow

Like her fat ass, baby flexible

Got a gallery with collectibles

I pay my taxes, eat my vegetables

I'm texas throwed, my necklace gold

Keep a bad bitch, couple naked hoes

A couple of deals with no records sold

That comma comma decimal

Grippin and spittin that tech

Come for respect

Trippin, I'm flippin your neck

All on my set when I'm pitchin' and flippin' that wet

Then the dealers feelin' a threat

Shawty dancin' got a whole lot of ass on her

She don't like to jig it, nigga I'm a pass on her

I said I'm off of the hook

She open off of my looks

I got her braiding my hair

I got her rolling my kush

I told her I am a crook

Because her heart's what I took

Holla if you need a job lil mama

It's off of the books

And bitch I'm tall as yao ming

And bitch I'm tall as yao ming

Look at my daddy, look at my daddy

Look at my daddy, look at my daddy

Yao ming

Look at my daddy, look at my daddy

Look at my daddy, look at my daddy