Tricks Up My Sleeve

[Common] 
I'm a Jake I don't bake a cake 
I'm not a cake daddy you know the type be pullin up in a Caddy 
with a drop top see when I hoe hop I kick it to the bus stop (what?) 
and it's goodie goodie gumdrops 
I don't be droppin squat but to the heads they think it's topnotch 
I'm skippin over every other dip as if it's 
hop hop hop hop hop hop hop hop hopscotch watch 
Aiy aiyyo man, ay man, look at ol' girl 
She got a BIG ass! (Yo man, sic her.) 
Aiy man, ay... hey sweetheart, how you doin? 
I'm doin fine. 
Oh word? What's your name? 
Rayshel. 
Why don't you come over to the house so I can put you in the 
BUCK BANG! 
Aight check it, you see I only bag ya for a second 
You never see me beggin, you see the slimmie naked 
in my headroom, mo' better yet my bedroom 
Tippedy tokin, and stutterin as if she's Max Headroom 
Redroom (Redrum?) No I ain't a murderer 
I'm Jake the Rake, yo sorry if I'm hurtin the 
vaginal area, fallopian tubes and your cervix 
I strongly recommend that for your gen' you get some Jergens 
I find it beneficial; not to force the issue 
I just blow my shit and wipe you see a head it's like tissue 
Use em and throw em away, see a hoe a day is essential 
If you want a piece of the rock, trick, go to Prudential 
cause I rock a buyer babe on the treetop 
And when the wind blows, my dick'll get hard, the cradle will rock 
I'm like the peacock on NBC, Nuttin But Cock 
I pump, prrrrrrrrrrrump pump it up yo, like a Reebok 
Hey, I don't sell junk, but I'm a Junkyard Dog 
And when I Duke it's a Hazzard, so call me Boss Hog 
Or Roscoe Pecol, ohhhhh! pain 
That's the sound of the Caravan... running the train 
yeahhhh yeahh, bitch 
That's the sound of the Caravan, running the train 
Owwowhwahaheha! Check it out, check it out yeah, in yo' eye! 
Yeahh! Hahhh! Yeahh! 
Twilite Tone got tricks up my sleeve 
Immenslope got tricks up my sleeve 
Yo DRK got tricks up my sleeve 
De La Soul got tricks up my sleeve 
JuJu got tricks up my sleeve 
The Nubian Nut got tricks up my sleeve 
Com Sense got tricks up my sleeve 
(Wait... I got another trick up my sleeve) 
[Rayshel] 
I'm not a Jake or a Rake or a hoe, but I got the mo' better 
for head of the class 
And if you ask me I'm not tryin ta be drastic 
I'm not a bitch like Robin Givens I'm concerned about your 
plastic, ask it, I'll tell you what you wanna know 
And if I tell you no, don't be all up on it dope 
Frontin so your friends won't know that you got the 86 
so you call me a bitch 
You get your kicks, but Kix and Trix are for kids 
I don't turn no tricks, I don't suck no Dix-ie cups 
I hops in the hubba Hubba Bubba I'm like 
Al B. stud, cause if I'm not your lover or your friend 
don't try to spend, waste your time 
tryin to get a taste of mine but you ain't tastin mine 
So find a new type puss, cause if I don't like you 
you ain't gettin service G, this ain't the drivethru 
Drive by, way far, and everything'll be groovy 
Then you pester me? Yo I'ma tell ya like the Nubians 
Move on black brotha move on 
You gotta move on black brotha move on