Free Diamonds - Top Cat Lyrics
[Slick Rick]He in a bid nap, human being waste spittinAs I'm sweepin thru an alley in New York, a stray kittenDog chase a couple of blocks, shocks, tough being a foxHe in a tux, check the scenario, he stuff me in a boxA hundred home, why you cry, we went just like wine, cuzA appreciate of me, and kitten like writersCuz of my tongue, wonder why I hits and unhand the fly kidTo cut a bishop like she needed a home or a knockinWord, bit her off another like, not a committee, hit her offNot to mention, sweatin the kitty really offHad to do this, ain't no regular see the ruler'sWit this rich white lady sayin "Ain't he the cutest?"Clerk said on real estate, so in the car, we'ze awateAlthough the ho better know I want 4 mills a dayWho else is firm? Me and Travis, the on the dot catBetter be a good lil' cat, hooker don't pop crackCuz I'm Top Cat[samples][Slick Rick]Let me hug her for the million, and again, great this vill-i-anHuggin me so much, she almost suffocate the brilliantSad eyes, plus she had a bad pad, niceSaid have to do my share of work, the hooker had mad miceWas like a fleet of them niggas, though was kind of fun to beIll treatin them, clean 'em in, plus I thought was gonna eat themCat food, this ain't none to me, see a rat, you come runMore like hunt to me, you wanna get this shit from in front of meFrom Thanksgiving to, please now shout for somethinCan a nigga get some in, she wouldn't let me out for nothinI guess I could be called a brat, now a jolly want a fatSo let me rub my head all up against her, so she think she all of thatAnd every day of the week, sweatin was like a sand of stayinWould you lay off? I'm watchin Prince of the WalesYou're in the way-o, mouse craze across the roomShould of seen, he stopped traf'She's still a hooker snap, didn't I tell you don't pop crackCuz I'm Top Cat[samples][Slick Rick]Now come and the sex triggers, and his penis stifferBigger, said boy she surely sleepin wit a lot of different niggasIn position as he coach this, doin the mood by the 'proach thisAnd when the ***** she clean the house,you wouldn't have so many roachesBut still she buggin and he comin, and the naughty wit the hutHe fall asleep, burglar come, up shorty get the shottyFind me out, and nothin stun him, the hoes did love himFeed on a *****, got up and chase me til she heard itWhat was that? Got her gun, she had a dozen, mad loudAnd for a over honey lady, definetly that wasn't a bad shotPolice came and all of that, and now I hear her off, wonder herSo I snuggle a bundle of, cuz I kind of grow fond of herMy mouse run across, shouldn't seen me stopped trafficThought the ho was gonna snap, better not pop crackThe who? Top CatFor more information visit fanclub of Slick Rick http://brainstormlive.com/d/pg/groups/79595/slick-rick/.
