Mullato - Intellectual

[Intro]

You know what I'm sayin', like?

Ay, ay, ay

[Chorus]

I need me a freaky bitch to look like Mullato

Just mix some cherry pie with a lil' bit gelato

I be reachin' all my goals, Cristiano Ronaldo

You touch this cheese and get melt with this nacho

These everybody bitches, hell nah, that ain't my hoe

I'on even really drink, but I'm on Reposado

How the fuck you want beef and you duckin' your taco?

Them niggas jumpin' out with switches out the back of the tahoe

Everybody want smoke, but don't nobody wanna kill

Take your closest man out just to show you it's real

You ain't never seen a body, you don't know how that feel

Please don't question what I do if you ain't payin' my bill

I put the pedal to the floor and let they ass in the reel

It ain't no nigga runnin' H2 as long as I'm here

I'm havin' fucked up dreams about my niggas not here

Eyes goin' all black when I look in the mirror

[Verse]

I had to cut my brother off, because he act like a bitch

I gotta tell you how it is, I can't sugarcoat shit

I've been on every motherfuckin' mission that we done did

I've been on every motherfuckin' lick that we done hit

They like ''How the hell he fit a 45 in his skinnys?''

I gotta bitch from New Jersey, she related to Vinnie

I gotta bitch from New York, she related to Biggie

I leave every scene messy, 'cause my life wasn't pretty

All my young niggas ready to flush shit, boo-boo

You ain't never shot shit, but a video on YouTube

No brains in my head get the drop and go coo-coo

Murder phone ain’t got no Wi-Fi or Bluetooth

Police ass niggas been givin' out Blue’s Clues

Got this shit out the muscle, been drinkin' my Yoo-hoo

These new Christian Lou-Lou's, I used to wear Fubu's

I used to wear hand me downs, now I wear new-new

I be a broke nigga too if I was worried 'bout what you do

So I advise you not to worry 'bout what I do

2 done ran it up and got 'em sick as the swine flu

Watch the ones you love, they'll snake you and blind you

Plot a everybody win while everybody plot behind you

I'm not the one, nigga, multiply by 2

Love don't cost a thing, yeah right, nigga mines do

Feel some type a way about you, patna, nigga you could die too