Lyrics:
a drive by
Smokin' weed on the jet, bitch, I'm fly high
You don't wanna give me neck? Bitch, bye bye
On to the next bitch, I hope she bi-bi
'Cause I love
Bang bang, the boogie to the boogie
Say up jump the boogie, to the bang-bang boogie
Let's rock, you don't stop
Rock the rhythm that'll make your body
Evil Knievel ain't much when I do my stuff
Polo tee polo black cologne
Burberry by my nuts she won't leave me lone
The Levi's was on sale
But I ain't
vest, ooh)
We do no AK's, fuck your TEC (fuck your TEC, ooh)
We carry them Glocks, no Rugers (no Rugers, yeah)
Nigga gettin' popped, won't shoot us
to the mac
Then I went and copped a bat
'Member started with the 'lac
Back then remember that?
We was getting chased by the rock
He caught his own? down
Goin' lighter on makeup, could finally see what she made of
Met her at the Rocks on La Brea
I was gettin' some drawers, I got caught up by that womp
I
She wanna pull up dancing right next to me
Grab her by the waist bring that ass close to me
Bad bitch
Wanna know if we have chemistry
Pills
We goin' platinum, nigga
We goin' platinum
Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherfucker
We got my nigga Treach from Naughty by Nature in this
she could stop (workin')
When you niggas used to beatbox on the block
Big and D-Rock, they was gettin' that (work in)
Then I linked up with some
sense right by her side
Forever could be our very own
She said she wanna rock me, baby, let's roll
Please take the wheel, I'm losing control but
I swear
And everybody watchin' when the whips pass by
Now watch the watch how it dance, while I thumb through the bands
Sellin' rocks in my trap, got beaucoup racks in
twice
Crafted by mother nature
Rooted in the same way
Take me to your creator
Bet she built the same way
I can be your liberator
Lemme free your brain
to Meek I mite pop me a willy
I’m Dreaming I’m Chasing need more than a milli
I like gettin faded wit b***hes dats pretty
I suck on her T***es and beat up
mean to brag but I froze my piece
And I'm gettin' higher then a nose bleed seat
Don't bring her to my session, if your ho sees me
She'll drop dead in
I show the gang and we highfivin' (gang)
(Offset, uh)
She give me face in the Wraith (face)
This semi, it shoot by the trey (grraow)
(damn)
She just happy just to know I ain't in trouble (I love her)
I been on the road duckin' all the covers (yeah)
I been on 'em though, duckin' all
At da fete she getting wet
Look how she make me sweat
With my hand on her Kimba
She gat me falling like Timba
I can tell by the way that you whine
miss it
Cause my boy throwing, he real thin
I keep in unlock magician
I keep it under rock patrick
Yeah I been playin been boolin
Stay by the freezer im
last week, another this week
A plottin' pothead
Influenced by drug dealin'
Street artists, skateboardin', and every
Other real nigga, uh
She always
Unlike my sister Stacy when she lost her papa
I been there, gettin stroke and nothing to trap-uh
John could do, when surrounded with true
A man dies,
molly, rollin like rock
She stuk her face in my crotch
I be on them hoes like Brock
I ride solo by myself
Cuz i know these niggas gon plot
Got yo lil hot
before
Got her in my drop heater on the floor
So I sped off from the spot, gettin' heady rock
Got her in the telly she wouldn't let a nigga pop
And when I
two deep, and one is a bitch, she gettin' knocked out
Then I can get rid of the pack
But I just copped this pretty chrome thing, so I'm dippin' with
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
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