Ras Kass - Anything Goes Lyrics

I rock Versace, sippin' VSOP and Hennessey in foam cups
Motorola flips with illegal chips
Dip-pin' like Teela where everybody momma collectin money from FEMA
Five series Beemer, one-hundred and eighty-nine horsepower
I like bitches with dimples and nipples the size of silver dollars
Rollin' three deep in Eddie Bauers chokin' out LAPD Rottweilers
Like chihuahuas, all day everyday
In Southern California where the dawgs and the rips stay
And nowadays fools don't know how to act
Cause we all wanna be Tony Montana
Matter of fact, gimme five we got dap, gimme twenty-five
We got a bird and profit is made
So while the homey cut cavi with a razor blade
I rock beats without baking soda
And money gets washed it's only illegal if you get caught
Thought you knew cause the DEA do it too
Keep separate books for the internal revenue
Capitalism is pimps and hoes
In ninety-six I 'spose anything goes

Big bank take little bank anything goes
Legal or illegal however you make your cash flow
Big bank take little bank ah anything goes
Legal or illegal however you make your cash flow

All you PH Ballers and Dirty Mack's need to KG
I'd rather be a dope MC than a broke OG
I get manicures to keep my cuticles suitable
Player, don't hate me because I'm beautiful
I got a pocket full of C-notes and food stamps
Just big bills and free meals baby so lamp
Cause jealousy gets you burned like bad perms
If you live you learn, I spit game like Chick Hearn
To women with, measurements of 38-24-36 with DSL's
But money talks like ESL
In the game of Monopoly, if you don't pass go then go directly to jail
Cause I've seen fools that struggle and turn they ownself into the po-po
It keeps the humble up their culo
Selling ten dollar J's right up under the man's nose
Hah, nigga anything goes

One for the money (money), two for the show (show)
Three for the ladies but all they wanted was one
It's one for the money (money), two for the show (show)
Three for the ladies but all they wanted was one

Niggas got stripes like, Tony the Tiger
But niggas got strikes like Orel Hershiser
So look alive, inflation rise like yeast
S&L scandal stole millions
But we need more police to take back our streets, it's drama
We all know that one-time be extortin' them big-ballers
Gettin' extradited with warrants in three states
Overcrowded prisons hopin the DA drop the case
So uh, I ain't forgot about the homey Kevin
He pled no contest and got stretched til ninety-seven
Dizmost and Little Dags hold tight
I know I seldom shoot kites but I be tryin' to get my pockets right
My ideal real is Big Willie pourin' out Dom P
For the dead homies with bitches splittin' Phillies (call it ends)
Call it loot scrilla cream green flow or dough
But to get mo' nigga, anything goes

"It's no disguise, it makes no sense
It doesn't fit, if it doesn't fit, you must acquit"