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enjoyin' my sparkling wine
(we certainly are) well be careful
Cause this shit'll get you fucked up
Bitch!

I'm like no other, one of a kind, my sparkling
What's up fool, I got like 3 buck on the rossi
Let's go get perved
(E-40)
You don't wanna get perved, nigga
You don't wanna fuck wit this rossi shit
country's not for me
Go on if you think you must

Carlos packed his drums up in the dark of night
Ruby standing just outside the front porch light
Chain
sides I want more
Leads around me, creapin' by the score

Feels like an ace in the hole
Wants to get to me
But it just takes my soul
Feels like
get your panties off!!I want a lil pootie poo."
One of you girls tonight will be lucky enough to have your hiney spanked by Carlos.Who will it be?
Who
"Stick Up Kid"

Rolling in my 2-door Monte Carlo
Looking for somebody I can borrow
5 or 10 dollars 'til tomorrow
I'm doing bad ya'll uh-uhn
I
Rolling in my two-door Monte Carlo
Looking for somebody I can borrow
Five or ten dollars 'til tomorrow
I'm doing bad ya'll uh-uhn
I just smoked
up)

Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans
Even methamphetamines
Get this bread by any means
Pcp, lsd,
(B-Legit)
What's up fool, I got like 3 buck on the Rossi
Let's go get perved
(E-40)
You don't want to get perved, nigga
You don't want to fuck
Rolling in my two-door Monte Carlo
Looking for somebody I can borrow
Five or ten dollars 'til tomorrow
I'm doing bad ya'll uh-uhn
I just smoked
Hammers and the fucking vogues
I'm ridin' clean and I'm fuckin hoes (Ha)

Okay I woke up this morning, tryna get this money
Y'all niggas was yawning and I'd
(Cadillac)
Hammers and the fucking vogues
I'm ridin' clean and I'm fuckin hoes (Ha)

Okay I woke up this morning, tryna get this money
Y'all niggas was
and housewives by the score
I loaded up their furniture and took it to Spokane
Auctioned off every last Naugahyde divan
I'm very well acquainted with the seven
me to hang
'Cause I'm back on the track
Get in the back
Nobody is going to get me on another rap
So look at me now
Just making my play
Don't try
Carlos
Two houses over by the tall black fence
I keep the hooptie parked for situations like this
There go Grease, "Yo, get in! You drive"
"What the fuck
Gotta get up out of here and 
You ain’t leaving me behind
I know you won't, 'cause we share common interests you 
Need me, there ain’t no leaving me
of business on display
My n**** Bungle whipped it up so I gone get my rims today
So a n**** can ride out to the colorful hideout
I'ma show you how to wild
Desafinado when your heart belongs to me completely 
Then you won't be slightly out of tune, you'll sing along with me! 

Music by Antonio Carlos Jobim 
With
[Chorus]
Ain't nobody dope as me I'm dressed so fresh so clean
(So fresh and so clean clean)
Don't you think I'm so sexy I'm dressed so fresh so
at Yo, everybody to the south
See, a 3rd ward nigga don't play that shit
You get outta line, we'll kill you quick
See, a 3rd ward nigga don't play that
at Yo, everybody to the south
See, a 3rd ward n**** don't play that s***
You get outta line, we'll kill you quick
See, a 3rd ward n**** don't play that
[Chorus] 
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, & Regals, man 
To Surburbans, Expeditions, with the T.V.'s playin' 
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, & Regals, man
Pass that scooby dooby please don't be a hog
Lets roll all the windows up and get lost in the fog
Poppin ??? feels swell burn my finger nails
Its
Fake roses on the mantle
Elvis postcards on the fridge
Ed lays softly by the ringer
Baby’s sleeping in the crib
Old broken taped up tail light
K dot, pick up the phone, every time I call it's going to voice mail
Don't tell me that got you on some weirdo rap shit
No socks and skinny jeans