Out Of Your Mind lyrics

[Intro: Martin Lawrence]
Okay let me tell you something, you know
I am tired of all ya'll, I am trying to share this with you
I am trying to get this to jail, you know what I am saying
You know, if you can't get with the (?) pour a lil music though the bone, you know what I am saying
You know, this is yours
But you don't like that? That's fine
You can leave, you can always leave
I'm not holding hands

[Verse 1]
I got a girl at home, but she don't cook
I have my condoms in the stove 'cause she won't look
And she never ever go to the grocery store
So I figure it's safe to pull a grocery ho
She was buyin' Alizé out the liquor aisle
She said, "I hope it's not too ghetto"
Rocked all gold, forcе back in style
I kept her numbеr on file for my girl be actin' wild
Like last week, I told her
"Take me to the mall", but she don't drive
My other girl picked me up at 3:05
She got a brand new car, sixteen
Now the car only one years old, oh
Man, but the body look grown, whoa
Before I catch a case, I better take my ass home
Where the problems is, arguments be daily like Carson is
But the problem is
[Interlude: Martin Lawrence]
f*ck you, you know what I am saying
f*ck em, okay?
I don't f*ck with what you have, (?) that's material bullsh*t
It don't mean sh*t, it don't make what's in the motherf*cking heart

[Verse 2]
Gangster sh*t, hold up, wait a second, man
That's that thrift store info, that's all second-hand
Why don't you talk to the mouth of the horses 'bout my Porsches?
Condos in front of the golf courses
Instead you stay up and count every second like a fake Roley
I'm real, so you know I move real slowly
The way the censorship should go off, you know me
I ain't call you, you wanna know why?
I'm in Noha, Honaloha, pushin' jet skis
So I couldn't return the pages on my Motorola
Nextel, my cell, it don't work down there
What happened in Cancun stayed down there
What's happenin' here made me wish I stayed down there
Take a seat, why you always makin' a beef?
You know these walls too thin in this apart-a-ment
Now everybody hearin' our arguments
But the problem is

[Interlude: Martin Lawrence]
Why you acting like this?
But let you have some fly sh*t, some nice beautiful sh*t (gangstas)
That's what they gon leave you, you can tell em come here let me tell you something
I am tired of arguing
[Verse 3]
Man, boo, you know what I do
So don't trip when I come home after two
Or three or four, I ain't messin' with them girls no more
This week, the Benz coupe is so sweet
When I roll down the street, tears roll down her cheek
She said, "You must love that car more than me
And n*gga, I was with you before the cheese
So you need to work on your pri-or-ities"
If she went with Fabolous, I bet that she would be
A-R-G-U-I-N-G and please
I'm not actin' like this 'cause I'm getting spins on
W-K-R-P in Cincinnati
You think I'd get my voice so deep like
W-K-R-P in Cincinnati
That's how much of a f*ck I give
You seen Cribs? That's how the f*ck I live
As far as this?