Gingerbread Man Lyrics - Andre Nickatina

"J'aibe soin d'un crayon..." 

You better make it 

And lace it 

And hope the pigs don't take 

And keep your mission basic 

No time to come and fake it 

Spin like a CD 

You know it's Nicky T 

Come to your party 

With no apology 

All at your function 

This ain't no usual luncheon 

I see what I like and then I jump in 

Float like a Cadillac 

Girl can ya handle that? 

Hittin' on cognac 

Now you don't know how to act 

I'm your favourite Motorola 

Your new Coca-Cola 

At least until you get tired of my new poster 

It's about the money, and bread and never fantasy 

A situation might change your whole anatomy 

Who hit the jackpot? 

Hot as a crack spot 

Took out the cash box 

And left with the flash(?) doc(?) 

Shit, you know 

J'aibe soin d'un crayon 

The Gingerbread Man 

J'aibe soin d'un crayon 

My young tiga Don Juan 

He hooked you with butta pecan (?) 

That there was real sweet 

Sumthin' I would keep 

I live like a Gipsy 

Rap till I'm empty 

Fly like a Frisbee 

But hung like a Grizzly 

You know, I blow 

And there, I go 

All on the freeway 

Me and my queen mayne 

I eats Gumbo 

The jumbo 

Shrimp combo 

And when I clown, hoe 

I smile like a criminal 

I can be like Ecstasy 

Show you a whole new recipe 

Don't even know why you step to me 

Sayin' you ain't impressed with me 

I ain't trippin' darlin' 

I hear my homies callin' 

And when there's money involved 

Man they despise stallin' 

Hook it up and then cook it up 

Man shook it up and then look it up 

And rock it up and then chop it up 

Man flock it up and then cop it up 

I hit the underground trains(?) and thangs 

Stood there rappin' till the rain done came 

Till' the game done changed 

Man I'ma get it mayne 

And don't forget it mayne... 

Shit, So greedy 

Don't think that I can split it mayne 

The Gingerbread Man 

Catch me if you can 

You back there... "J'aibe soin d'un crayon" 

Bartender, bartender... "J'aibe soin d'un crayon" 

Waitress, waitress... "J'aibe soin d'un crayon" 

You think I'm playin' baby? ... "J'aibe soin d'un crayon" 

Shit, shit... 

"J'aibe soin d'un crayon..."