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Look at Kevin, look at Kevin
Now he's wrapped in plastic
First dealer was his mom's medicine cabinet
Got anxiety, better go and give him a Xanax
now, not tomorrow or the next day) 

They called the wise old medicine man who shuffled up and said
"I'm levying a winkle tax one winkle each per
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
wood with wheel on
With a flyin' bitch some old gangsta shit
Flat screen DVD's smoking stank and shit

Ain't dat shit Sunday bull tank and shit
Top down
and a whole lot of show
And with Hank Junior blaring on the radio
We got a tank full of gas and we was on our way

We figured we'd go down to New Orleans
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
And a whole lot of show
And with Hank Jr. blaring on the radio
We got us a tank full of gas
And we was on our way

We figured we'd go down to New Orleans
them bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
between
Rollin a coupe with the top down when I go outdoors
We roll on old days around here, that's 24s

[Hook]

[Jamaican flow]

[Verse 9]
I got that whip
da-da-da-da-da-da-da

When I come around, 'round, 'round
They go
Yeah, yeah it's going down, down, down
They go

New cat with a old school feel
Only new artist
, round
They go
Yeah, yeah its going down, down, down
They go

New cat with a old school feel
Only new artist with a old school deal
Tied to the game by
going down, down, down
They go

New cat with a old school feel
Only new artist with a old school deal
Tied to the game by Steve Lobell
So we always
cause his pockets stay swoll'
Could afford to get up and be anywhere he go
V.I.P. at the club, backstage at the show
(Yes y'all) the best crib, the best
Designer trousers slung low ccause his pockets stay swoll'
Could afford to get up and be anywhere he go
V.I.P. at the club, backstage at the show

(Yes
Somebody should have told me
Life can treat you really coldly
A lot of love that people show me
But when they go I’m hella lonely

When
"Come by"
You tell me things changed and I know you lie
I came by last week, you said drive on up
And your pops came out talking all that stuff
Next
face to face
In the lobby, cold stares, show no fear
We out for now, but next time we might go there
'cause po's here, must've turned down the walkie
Round the same time of that 'Blueprint 1'
And these beats in my pocket was that blueprint for 'em

I played my little songs in that old back room
He'd bop
gold
Young and old I look down like parole holds
In the midst where the clips blow, I rip shows
Hit your zip code, my sick flow condones
Soon to spread
to the do'
If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go

I'm out on bond but the forty still on me
Bouncin? 'round like Lil' Jon thinkin? 'bout my dead homies
and act wild
Bitin' on the next nigga's mackin' style
And it's all from head, passin' round the mic
Never even care who you sounded like
Sound like
on the next nigga's mackin' style

And it's all from head, passin' round the mic
Never even care who you sounded like
Sound like Snoop Dogg, then you switched
like a wrestler
I show you the ropes, connect the dots
A country girl that love Hollywood
Mama used to cook red beans and rice
Now it's Denny's, 4 in
I got out, it was just for bringin niggas drama
So set up the beef, I bust it down
And guarantee the opposition never see the 2nd round
And by