Lyrics:
up dawg and get head in the renter
Gotta take her home, clean her up before I can finish
Cause ain't no pussy worth gettin burnt while I'm up in it
[Intro]
Hey, hey
Hey, Lord, uh
[Chorus]
Pull up, I'm clean as a whistle
My whole gang official
Roll up some dank for the mental
So much pain I've
where your going too
Just a memoryeverybody dying
When I throw my clip in the AK
May you rest in peace
Your nobody till somebody kills you
Do you
up dawg and get head in the renter
Gotta take her home, clean her up before I can finish
Cause ain't no pussy worth gettin burnt while I'm up in it
and whistle
That will give you a giggle
We have the thickest fur on earth
To keep us nice and warm
We groom our fur to keep it clean
It keeps out of any storm
safe to assume (What?)
I'm finna clean up using Golden State's broom
West Coast, real town business (Ayy)
Puma check just got cleared, Merry Christmas
and whistle
That will give you a giggle
We have the thickest fur on earth
To keep us nice and warm
We groom our fur to keep it clean
It keeps out of any storm
and whistle
That will give you a giggle
We have the thickest fur on earth
To keep us nice and warm
We groom our fur to keep it clean
It keeps out of any storm
bought a velvet rope and the door man laughed
They got robbed blind by half the wait staff
Six short weeks and they were forced to sell
Richie and Ruben
I can’t never let no hoe bitch get next to me
Not unless she tryna blow my whistle like a referee
I keep a tech by my chest I gotta guard my heart
with a neighbour
Freeze the MC's that wanna see thee
By now Naughty By Nature by me
They want me to come and come up faster, that could be arranged
If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee
not yo homie
Don't fuck with friends stay by my lonely
Im toting my gun im toting my pistol
She blow on my dick jus like a whistle
These diamonds ain't
for this
I mean we want it already and we just stepped on the pitch
By the time the whistle blows, they'll be singing my shit
South african broke boy
A whole supply of deuces that spin harder than windmills
I been real, (yeah) always too clean cuz I pack heat
Or white leather guts, plush, bitch scream
What?
You say what?
The president did what?
Ah man, that's hey, that's all good baby
He got rid of the player haters too?
Ah man, we need
and the pans
You're wearing hoochie daddy shorts
I wear the pants
Never needed the advance
And the HBCU still funded by the man
And I hate to see you go in
(konichiwa bitches)
Come on, come on, I think they playing my song
I came to blow them out the frame, and I'm gone (konichiwa bitches)
M-E-T, to the H-O-D
Why
alone
If I'm not feeling the vibe then I'm sliding home (I'm out)
U my bro u ain't invited doe (nah)
By myself that's how I like to blow (let's go)
I got
clear from the east coast to South America, MEDELLIN
Known for doin dirt but my tracks clean
As I whistle you get hit by a missile
While you're eatin'
on a weekday
I got an off day tomorrow, I'ma sleep late
I brought a bad bitch too, she got a beef cake
And she go each way, she need a teammate
I got a bad bitch
supply of deuces that spin harder than windmills, I been real,(yeah) always too clean 'cause I Pack heat, or
White leather guts
Plush,bitch scream in da
on my fuckin' so I ride and I
Swerve, but we too clean fo da
Fuckin' street so I park on the kerb
[chorus x2]
[verse 2]
I got da chevey sittin' high, by
the mainstream. This is A&R-ville.
Where are you from?
I'm from Cadillactica, by way of the underground.
For short, the south
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