Lyrics:
Chainz
Parking lot of the Blue Flame
Only place I recruit dames
Big body from New Orleans, takin' up two lanes (Thick!)
Still 'bout the bread like
Woo, yeah, uh, okay
Yeah
You know what you mean
Girl don’t you play no games today
I need you more, baby than you’ll ever know
You take control, baby
always play the role of a Joker - no sir
In fact I actually act a whole lot more like a
Walking phoenix - on my feet that's sparking heat as
A talking
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ
here, this what you do
Make the First Lady sell a little pussy for you
I think he got it, cause he left fast
He left his daughters, and a lot of cash
of a bishop
Every route that I took had a hiccup
But I land on my feet did the kip up
Got a few chains might mix and match
Switched my girl my ex attached
They
I'm talking bout you sir
It's gonna be the end of us won't it folks
Climate breakdown is rather tough tough tough
The arctic shelf is melting
Within
you're used to
I got that black girl juju
Back water track slaughter
Swagger when I move through
Edges stay fleeky
Sneaker game squeaky
Serving Nefertiti
Malibu on my yacht (twenty-five hoes)
I got twenty-five M's in the bank, no cap, no lie (yes sir) (twenty-five)
Run up an M, ain't trickin' (run it up)
to take us back (Yep)
So you got your and I got mine, so why do you whine about my grind ?
Sitting around blaming Mix-a-Lot for your situation
Boy get
I wanna welcome everybody
Yes sir
Today we're gonna have some people in their fee fees cause this message is gonna be blood raw
Bring it
Some of our
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get
Five mil a year, that's Gucci
Smoke a blunt, pop a pill
Snort a line, who cares
Get the popcorn out, it's a movie
Sir Mix-a-Lot, serve bricks a lot
in squalor
Grow up to be a hero and a scholar?
The ten-dollar Founding Father without a father
Got a lot farther by working a lot harder
By being
gettin' full of this Henn' sir
In my pants, yeah I keep about ten sir
I'm a loner, no I don't need friends sir
Got about ten bad bitches in the Benz sir
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get
'm telling them stop that (Yes sir)
I got bullied so much that I ain't even talk back (Ok)
Left the class with no hall pass (Uh)
And I thought to myself
What
and games
Until somebody get hurt
[Chorus]
Way now over there
I'm a now how to make a nigga beg please
When a bullet goes by
Probably feel a little
flammy
She had a best friend, her name was Jane
I pulled to the side and I spitted that game
I met a lot of freaks in my lifespan
Freaked one night
fall victim somehow
But that's that game
Won't try to explain
From books to bricks
Now I see crooks and tricks
Caught up in the mix
Of everyday in
and the auditors come
Sounds dumb, but this is how the phone got hung (yep)
Somebody hated that Mix-a-Lot rep
Straight-up snitch tryin to get Mix sw-ept
But I
the bitch was flammy
She had a best friend, her name was Jane
I pulled to the side and I spitted that game
I met a lot of freaks in my lifespan
Freaked
Crushed anyone opposed
(Lot of ladies)
Pop Cristal, toast to all those like
(Kid Capri)
Helpin' to unify both coasts
I'm twenty-six, still in the mix
Drivin' down the motherfuckin' highway
The flyway hey bitch you goin' my way?
Now I got a passenger
I look at the miniskirt now I'm askin' her
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