Lyrics:
The opportunity to lead a slave revolt
Because the West Virginian army made him holt.
He got caught by some racists who weren't down
With his liberal liberation,
hot shit c'mon
All my niggas in the place, all my bitches in the place
C'mon, c'mon, let's get to it
Let's get to it, let's get to it
All my niggas
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin' (Sick)
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Flip it, tip it, dip it, pimpin' (Let's go)
my paint is wet
'Lacs, Impalas, and Corvettes
Wagoners, saggin' here
Nigga not braggin' here, but let's be clear
My cars, they're hot, my paint is
the town called "The City of Dope"
It couldn't be saved by John the Pope
So go on, live your life of crime
The beat'll keep beating while I say my rhyme
hearin' me talkin' 'bout finding some money (let's go)
As soon as I found it, I flipped that (flip)
I'm a little bit different, they get it (they dig)
(Hevin)
Bouncin hot let's get wet welcome to the pool jam
Bouncin hot keep it tight welcome to the pool jam
Bouncin hot let's get wet welcome to the pool
how hot these kind of nights get, uh
I've got her right where I want her
Reality about to creep up on her
Stroke her softly, gently with my G
While
(yeah, yeah)
Baby let's go and have rich sex
Baby girl, let's have some rich sex (come on)
I'ma keep my AP on while I do it (do it)
We can keep an AP
your while, do somethin' good to me
Let's make it
Hot as you can stand it, somethin' like volcanic
You and me seems organic just like the stars
while, do somethin' good to me
Let's make it
Hot as you can stand it, somethin' like volcanic
You and me seems organic just like the stars and planets
come back and win by three
Alright!
I love it!
Fuck you guys!
Sorry, buddy...
Who's the new guy?
Oh, that's my friend John.
Hey John... sweet hat!
Totally psychic, open your mind quick as the vibe kicks
Moederfok it, I skeem this vibe's rou'
Jislaaik yo
Yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
to the see to the a and it's a must
The rhymes that we bust on the topic on lust
And my moms is not butt, but fuck it
Let me get down to the rhythm
Yes I'm
to the see to the a and it's a must
The rhymes that we bust on the topic on lust
And my moms is not butt, but fuck it
Let me get down to the rhythm
Yes I'm
Let's show you how I grind
I make it splash like a thousand times
I'm like the stars fallin out the sky, Big Mos
Flaco make your waist get coast,
When hearing them when passing by
It sound to me you slaving for some paper from a mastermind
And that's why I, ain't never gassing plants that's been
the money in and let's roll 'em again
When you're hot, you're hot
(La la la la la la la) (La la la la la)
(La la la la la la la, when you're hot, you're
Let me get it right
Ay, look, ay
Ay
Could’ve wound up reckless, playing the block like Tetris
But I got to stepping, no more sneaking no stressing
Hot to trot shot,
Out to the hot spot
Up to the nines with bodies in line
An' feelin' so fine
What's to lose, go get ?em shoes
You take
is when I will shower
with the knowledge of my trade to get paid
Still I make moves like a snake in the grass, roundabout
I be dickin it down while
gone
Janos and John got ugly ass moms
But I'll still fuck Em both by the end of the song
They both got experience I won't last long
Let the whole block
me, I handle the business when it's time to get it, I zone in
I'm the same way if I'm with fifty niggas who be killin' or I'm by my lonely
I be
or sum'n so we can smoke at the same time
Let's twist it up, let's roll it up, let's light it up, and fill your cup
Let's all get fucked up (Fucked up)
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