Party people know the name
Vik' with a "K", if it's all the same
If it ain't don't bother
Told the little monster
"No I ain't yo' father it's Uncle Viktor
Shut the lights I'm gettin' dizzy
And close the door can't you
See ya momma busy?"
what a scoundrel!
Gassed up the town fool to
Go rob the crown jewel
He's like a lego megalomaniac
Who's into electronic and techno
A real brainiac
Smack dab in the hip hop gold rush
V, rather the old stuff
Preferably the Cold Crush
It gets deeper than
Deepak Chopra
Except he keep a stack
And some cheap- ass
vodka kneecap poppa
Only when he miss the chewy center
At least he always hit's who he meant ta
Re member he got a short
fuse and bad temper
And a plan to claim emperor
by December
Member of the most player
hated race
Who made this invaded place and
Stated with a straight face
"If I cut her off I might miss her
But one of these days right
in the kisser!"
She probably get mad at me, I bet ya
It gets her nowhere like flattery
She said, "Where were you
last Saturday?
And don't lie we got your
Fingerprints off the battery"
Don't make me have to bling you
Or see you in the street and
Doubleteam you with the emu
He told her, "When the gem
paper tear off
It'll probably tear her ear off
Before y'all even square off"
No good good- for nothin
Kill her high for no frill
Like 'Good Will Huntin'
He feels out of place like Bizarro
Fiesty chick
Comes all out her face like Charo
It's Vaughn, he's back on
And you know he don't care
Like Jimmy Crack Corn wax off, wax on
Tried to raise taxes on cracks
and black porn
Another year passes
Gone are the days when he
Used to wear glasses now
he wear contacts
Unfrozen caveman look over the
contracts
These crews is too soft
He came to tear the roof off
To get paid to goof off
They don't really wanna battle
All they gon' do is get mad and go tattle
Tell 'em a retard said it
He ripped up the WE CARD sign and jetted
You gotta give us three card credit
Even though at times he
can be hard headed
Yeah, the main thing CREAM
by all means
And harebrained schemes
The lord's performance
was flawless
He rocked with a crown and
A Bobby Brown cordless
The broad he was with was gorgeous
The only flaw he saw was she
Cause a nigga more stress
Not trying to diss her
But I used to know this sister that
Could put a whole fist in her
Hell, I made it, Momma
Grammy for the world's most
celebrated rhymer
Dead the drama, scama
Four Gs of pizzy from Bahama
V, the lead brown man
And never count your chickens
Before you read SoundScan
What about Mom and Pops?
They might as well co operate and
Wait till the bomb drop
get more cabbage
Often time he wonder
how they get so savage
V not your average
Often time he wonder how they got so
Viktor Vaughn 
