Lyrics:
it do? I'm posted up in the parkin' lot, my trunk wavin'
The candy gloss is immaculate, it's simply amazin'
Them elbows pokin' wide on that candy
about these hoes homey
Ya need to pump your breaks and drive slow homey
What It do
I'm posted up in the parking lot my trunk wavin'
The candy gloss
how did I do it
I stay on my knees when I’m reading my Bible
I got a mansion in heaven
I got it for free and I don’t need a title
(Watch me switch up
you fuckin up the party before it gets started?
[Angie Martinez]
Yo, yo, yo, yo it's Angie
The way I flip it make you switch your shit to plan be
Hummers
Stackin' them chips and let them
Tricks get nothing from us
I'm wit' Kurupt, in LA, you know
My main homie readin' books by thugs
It's like Monster
off, push 'em off)
(Get 'em up)
Well, pour out the Hen' and Coke and fire up that dro'
It's Ludacris off Old National and Godby Road
The block is
Every time we link, it be sneaky
All my hoes clean, niggas squeaky
Buy her new Chanel, I'm talkin' weekly
I could tell she goin' by how she greet
For a second, I'm on some shit, like it was back in the days
When dudes'd really put that thing up to your rib cage
And pull a switch blade, do
but it bad as it seems
So hate conversation, little does she know
That nigga like you and
Me was patiently waiting, give it up
I wanted heartbeat
Now
him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Everyday it's a new rapper, claimin' to be dapper than the Dresta
Softer
bringing tears to me eyes
I was seriously thinking about hiding the receiver
When the switch broke 'cause it's old
They're saying things that I can
bringing tears to me eyes
I was seriously thinking about hiding the receiver
When the switch broke 'cause it's old
They're saying things that I can
Might spoil the bitch for the thrill
I fuck bitches on million dollars worth of bills
I get it poppin' by all, any means
I hold up my wrist, that's
It might sound sick, it might be petty
But ya never been sucked by Blowjob Betty!
Biatch!
Yeah hoe, y'all niggas don't know though, that's it
on his Compton hat
Told me when I got older I would understand that
It's blood in blood out and ain't no turnin' back
Few summers went by and we moved
a room up scoop the venue phone
1800 Brooklyn zoo is Kenya home
I mean, it's love when the screams leave your face
But it's realer when your seed's fever
it do? I'm posted up in the parkin' lot, my trunk wavin'
The candy gloss is immaculate, it's simply amazin'
Them elbows pokin' wide on that candy
I switch up whips to stay off the radar
I ain't gotta be around to make shit hot
I send Yayo to dump thirty shots on ya block
'Cause he spray that
down, the risin' flow, you hear me now
I'm always up to something, I got Goon in the house 'casue he my cousin
We got dollars by the dozens, but without
in my cup looking murky
Switch it up
Walk in the house mama tripping about cleaning the kitchen up
I can't argue with Mya she sensitive if you shopping
standing right here talking to you
'Bout another path, I know we loved to hit the road and laugh
But something told me that it wouldn't last
Had to switch
trust you, I'm gon' shoot you)
Too much shit on your mental
Gotta switch up the tempo
Yeah, they callin' it tenfold
Show in here where the bands
that's how I know you never seen the top
Sierra Canyon parking lot lookin' like Magic City parking lot
Hear the talks when I walk by like you know it's
it
It's a top story and you rarely see a trend
So all you psychoanalysts, pull out your pad and pen, it's called the ego
Come up with an idea,
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