Han Solo - Mac Dre

Right now, I’m ratchet baby

Right now, ratchet baby

Right now, ratchet baby

Turn these motherfucking lights off (turn these lights off)

Turn this motherfucking phone off (turn the phone off)

Turn this pager off (turn this pager off)

Turn my bitch off (turn the bitch off)

Turn the whole world off

I’m after

After a long weekend

Phone keep ringing, pager keep beeping

Can’t get no sleep and, beezy in my ear

Some old bullshit I ain’t trying to hear

Drink some Drano, get off me bitch

'Fore I slap the spit off your motherfucking lips

It’s time to dip, put on my kicks

Today I’m finna kick it with Andre Hicks

Leave my phone at home, turn my pager off

Might miss knocks but I’ll take a loss

'Cause I’ve had it up to here

My poor gear, need a vacation, leave six times a year

Every other month I do a Houdini

Get to pulling on a eight and a dirty martini

Drink so damn much it might make me hurl

Give a fuck, I’m finna shake the world

I’m finna shake the world

I ain’t fucking with y’all

Too many Jakes, snakes and fakes

Perpetrators and frauds

And nigga today can’t nobody ride

I’m Han Solo, no autographs or photos

Behind tint blowing dolo

Finna shake the world

I ain’t fucking with y’all

Too many Jakes, snakes and fakes

Perpetrators and frauds

And nigga today can’t nobody ride

I’m Han Solo, no autographs or photos

Behind tint blowing dolo

It’s going down in my town

But that ain’t where I’m at yo

I’m in the Rover by myself, fucking with a satin ho

Had a quail of the real, now I’m down to an eighth

Go to the honeycomb hideout, get a G out the safe

Hop back in the range do a little touring

Hit the outlets, polo by Ralph Lauren

Tommy Nautica, Nikes

I’m a preppy pimp, they don’t dress like me

In the zone, blown, in outer space

A fifth to the neck, an eight to the face

Just going dolo, you know solo

My ho’s keep paging but they gon' have to hold on

I need a time out, an intermission

My cutty’s on a mission, my bitch keep trippin'

Punk rock beezy trying to fuck with Furl

I don’t cur, today I’m trying to shake the world

I’m finna shake the world

I ain’t fucking with y’all

Too many Jakes, snakes and fakes

Perpetrators and frauds

And nigga today can’t nobody ride

I’m Han Solo, no autographs or photos

Behind tint blowing dolo

Finna shake the world

I ain’t fucking with y’all

Too many Jakes, snakes and fakes

Perpetrators and frauds

And nigga today can’t nobody ride

I’m Han Solo, no autographs or photos

Behind tint blowing dolo