“I was in my Mercedes checking out the ladies,
along came a girl who said she was crazy,
I opened my door to let her in,
I said, “Yo baby, wanna go for a spin?”
We went around the block a couple of times,
she said, “Stop the car!” and I—
(mother calls him for dinner)
What?! Okay, okay…I said OKAY!
I HEARD YOU MA! OKAAAAAAAAY!
(back to mirror)
Yeah, uh huh, yeah…whattup whattup? Yeah, what up son? Yeah dog, I ain’t clowning, I ain’t clowning dog. Yeah, you frontin’, yo you frontin’? Yo, stop clowning dog. Yeah, yeah, yeah!!!
Yeah, I’m a rapper, I’m a rap star. Yo, for shizzle my nizzle little sizzle. Yeah, yo they call me MAD MIKE. YEAH! Ta-dow! Mad Mike son! Psssf! Psssf! What? What?!
Aight! Aight! Don’t hate the–
(mother calls her son AGAIN for dinner)
Mom, I’ll be right down! I’m coming! God! I can’t do nothing! Yeah, okay ma!!!
(looks back in the mirror)
Don’t hate the player, hate the game…
(he walks out of his bedroom)