Lyrics:
the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no prob, it's simple
Holla out the window
basketball
In the backyard on a forty by sixty-three foot long sports court (what?)
Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo (ha)
Slangin' yayo (slangin'
to Decatur"
And motherfuck the hater
It's about this making paper
And while she choosing hard, guaranteed I'ma take her
So shake the saltshaker, the dro' is
pick up the hammer!"
He said to get a rusted spike and swing it down three times
I'll pay you a nickel a day for every inch you sink it to
Go
killed off by folsom property tax
Break off the talent show and break out malignant prose
Take off the dirty clothes and take out the compost
Make off
killed off by folsom property tax
Break off the talent show and break out malignant prose
Take off the dirty clothes and take out the compost
Make off
back (get back)
Get back (get back), get back (get back)
If you can't take it then
Watch me
You like it?
Well, come got it
1, 2, 3, 4
Would
rat, walking by with the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no prob, it's
through excuse me gotta get by
Sorry no I can't slow down for nobody gotta the island on my back
Drove around pass the pile up got the miles up on the max
Yeah
Yo, son, you gotta take me to get them Clarks, man
Yo, check it out, yo
Yo, I got a new, yo, niggas don't even know, son
Yo, check
Yeah
Yo, son, you gotta take me to get them Clarks, man
Yo, check it out, yo
Yo, I got a new, yo, niggas don't even know, son
Yo, check
pick up the hammer!"
He said to get a rusted spike and swing it down three times
I'll pay you a nickel a day for every inch you sink it to
Go
Mm I cant feel no better (x3)
Mm, Mm , Mm (x4)
Take it Back,Take It Back,Take it
Back Hoe (x4)
Take It Back
Damn, she look good from the back
Take
It's the jump off (Come on)
I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump off)
Goons in the club incase somethin jumps off
And back up
Mad Max
Mad Max
All the problems in the world a n*gga mad at
I put my foot right on the gas, I had to dash fast
And you know I'm never looking back
Yeah, let me talk to them real quick
Got this Max
Yeah, I got it
Yeah, we're armed and ready, locked and loaded, we ain't playing games, this is
to the max
I been sitting long enough and now its time to shake back
Everything a nigga lost I’m about to take back
Got a gift thats undeniable and its meant
You the same little shawty that I wanted
She appreciate it love me when I bought it
Put a brand new 40 inch right by your two piece
We been rolling
"Get a rusty spike and swing it down three times
I'll pay you a nickel a day for every inch you sink it to
Go on and do what you say you can do"
With
or borrow
We take shit, fuck you and yo fake bitch, when the eight (.8mm) spit
You could feel the hatred, taste it
You high right now, you ain't ready
three times
Pay you a nickel a day for every inch you sink it to
Go on and do what you say you can do
With a steel-nosed hammer on a four foot switch
or treez
on the grind every goddamn week
just to sport dem 20 inch D's
take that dope, mix enough
cook it let it bubble up
if it's not rockin up
then you
a real life movie Mad Max
S-K's, AK's max, ABR's spittin' and it ain't a rap
My mommy dearest pray for me hopin' I come back
But yo
My country shitted
dropping tracks?
It won't matter, I'm doing this for me today
I don't even take myself serious
I'm holding a toy lightsaber as I write
Jason, this beat's
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