about eleven I plays my feet and hit the beat and kept it revvin' I got a lil' doja that I'm fixin' to break down Roll 'em up in a zag, lick 'em stick 'em
m not goin out like my boy Tony T Bring em on bring em on bring em, I'm fin to hit the cuts and I'm feelin shake and bake em Tippy tippy toe to my mothafuckin
head to the crib in a lil bit I can show you how I live in a lil bit I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit Take 'em off and pull 'em down just
duty calls A lot of super niggaz be trickin they powers Givin hoes money, and flyin 'em flowers (but can you think of one thing you ever gave a hoe? ) No cause we super niggaz, not captain save
So I'ma play the captain, sail boat flappin my nigga, No fingas I'm snappin', happy for my nigga Lil' Tiggas Cause even though we couldn't, The Lord saved
topic when you suck at two-hand touch We're too damn much for your defense break you down, zone weakens Words bring embarassment, Captains look like third
to protect it The answer rest in the message When I go, I go in a blaze But it won?t be no captain savin' 'Cause where I'm goin' you?re saved Tryin
ever did it The rawest nigga that ever chewed up rhymes and spit it In the new millenium cities, watch what I do I'm bout to save hip-hop like Ghost did
Bunch of triple-cross niggaz, just New York niggaz Lift you off your feet when they was just talkin with you Some of these dudes the Feds be on em, you knew em
reason to convince em that it never happened I think we'll have to save the day [Verse One: Big Boi] But not like Captain Save More like black Captain
on who they gone sample To Michigan back down to Alabama Poped [incomprehensible], Hypnotic be the flava That water their jaws tor the milk they shake off Captain save 'em A.K. just don't lace 'em
11 Shot 'em with 7 Pop them niggas pick my shells up And run and kick 'em Tell them niggas we don't give a fuck And fuck who with 'em Equitted so see
no And the bitch better come true so long at the mo mo I'll leave a bitch dead and broke Check a hoe, I ain't no motherfucking got damn captain save
on the plane gettin' high with me My uncle Snoop Dogg told me to maintain my G Fuck a captain save-a-hoe I make the hoe save me [Kenoe: Chorus x
Fantine wanders in.] Sailors I smell women Smell 'em in the air Think I'll drop my anchor In that harbor over there Lovely ladies Smell 'em through
in] [SAILOR ONE] I smell women Smell 'em in the air Think I'll drop my anchor In that harbor over there [SAILOR TWO] Lovely ladies Smell 'em through
world of hate together, till we get 'em car sick Face full of war paint, strapped ready for action Battle cracks headin, trying to seek the satisfaction of the captain
rapping, is ass crack backwards Cats'll see me in the spot and act salty Stressing you save Hip-Hop, you can't even save a wack party Brother brother brother, how ya making 'em