[Verse 1: Shawn Wiggs & Ghostface Killah]

Aiyo, the block can't knock me, cause my style's too cocky

And my team be off the chain

Aiyo, it's my turn, Wiggs, top of the food chain

I've been starving, waiting for this money train

Now I gorilla, monkey jump and spaz on beats

Slang doctrine, throw some new words in the streets

Roll sheets to the icky, chocolate Wonka

I'm like the ice cream man, I make the block go bonkers

Please, we puff little Christmas trees

I keep a, chick on her knees, some custom dungarees

Two-tone hungry's and a whole lotta cheese

Coconut waffles, pa, I blow like the breeze

And the block can't knock me, cause my style's too cocky

And my team be off the chain

It's Theodore, Starks Enter', make it hot in the winter

And my gun gonna spark the flames, I told you to

[Hook: Shawn Wiggs (Ghostface Killah)]

Duck out the way (better move nigga)

Before you clap or get sprayed (brrrrr-aow)

I said duck out the way (better move nigga)

Before you clap or get sprayed (brrrrr-aow)

[Verse 2: Shawn Wigs & Ghostface Killah]

Ok, I see you wanna take it down to the grit

Like I've been through the struggle, pa, and can't handle the shit

I'm a gorilla, I beast everything in the eye

Rock an eightball jacket in the middle of July

Verbal slaughter, Grey Goose and Vitamin Waters

Slumped in the gym, throwing the dumbells all out of order

Knockin' scuffs on my Reeboks... (say what)

I got that old drunken style, that spit time in detox

A to Z blocks I see Oz for the weed spot

Anthony Acid for the party on the roof top

Custom made jewels, I got my own spot

Like my chain all chunky, and my ladies so lovely

V.I.P. with a bottle of Goose

It's Wiganomics, no beginner, make it hot in the winter

And my gun gonna speak the truth, I told ya to

[Hook: Shawn Wiggs]

Duck out the way

Before you clap or get sprayed

I said duck out the way

Before you clap or get sprayed

[Verse 3: Shawn Wigs & Ghostface Killah]

Aiyo, the block can't knock me, cause they love when I'm cocky

Rock a mink with some Phat Farm jeans (Uh-huh)

A big dooky ass charm, hot broad on an arm

Yo Wiggs show 'em how to serve them fiends

I hit the block like a ton of bricks

I know they look like twenties

But only give me five harder knicks

Dirty pillow, we bulletproof cars are armadillo

Got the whole tri-state weeping like willows

Get that money, I need a Hugh Hefner account

And if the bunnies don't come with the crib, we gon' bounce

To the hotel (Motel) yacht by the bay

I got the big bottle of Mandarin Goose, who got the OJ?