They call me inky, inky
 Write on me, write on me call me
Couple ounces of that purple got that Sprite on me (X4) 

(at 0:59)
 R-Red polo red rory my shirt they caught me horsin
 Baby bring three friends so we can have a foursome
 I [bad word] em to my anthem hard in the paint
 [bad word] her till the bed break
 Make that right leg shake
 You know how I do
 Bring a couple friends through
 Lemme know if it’s cool
 Girl you a fool
 How you ride [bad word]  Got me sweatin' and [bad word] 
(at 1:21)
 I’m on that Gudda [bad word]  Man I need a Gudda [bad word]  triple cutz on da phone
 I’m on that purple [bad word]  I’m out
 Gotta take another sip

They call me inky, inky
 Write on me, write on me call me
Couple ounces of that purple got that Sprite on me (X4) 

(at 1:58)
 Zoo’d Cryst. at Benihana's
 Stop flexin
 you be in a Honda
 Squad in the king
 the giant will spend about a hundred
 they got that long bread
 you got that short caine
 only thing i miss is money and my court date

feel sick
 need a checkup [bad word]  I can’t spend it all
 cuz my check a [bad word]  dumpin the ball
 better check up [bad word]  I don’t need no stress
 my respect up [bad word] 
I’m up early in the morning
 get my cab before the cereal
 said I gotta eat
 but I ain’t talking cafeteria
 Imperial
 Killa cam in the cup
 Southside beat with the whammie in tha [bad word]  [bad word] in the back
 Got my man’s in the front
 Baseball bat’s 3 gram 1 hun
 This ain’t your ordinary pistol
 Semi with the [bad word]  Flocka smoke like he got a chimney in his lungs

They call me inky, inky
 Write on me, write on me call me
Couple ounces of that purple got that Sprite on me (X4) 

(at 3:13)
 4ozs of that drink
 Zoo me the sprite
 bad [bad word] all around
 so we gonna [bad word] tonight
 a couple black
 a couple spanish
 got a cup a white
 an' they all jumpin [bad word]  at the speed of light
 she say she lov me
 all because my body filled with ink
 i think king filled em with crazy
 need to see a shrink
 lot of smoke
 got a cup a yopps
 and a cup of paint
 Got my mind trippin out
 and I can’t think
 i’m inked up
 tell em write on me
 no limit to my ink
 call me master p
 BSM Boys
 We worth a million
 You standin at the bottom
 That’s a [bad word] filler

Chris Benedict