Lyrics:
Whip I drive? Owned by me, wrists and neck, anti-freeze
Can it be? I'm who you dying to be'
Last of a dying breed, I'm Siamese
Twin pistol shooter
Many people look through their wallet or their pocket books and, way down at the bottom, past the
credit cards and baby pictures and so on, you
(Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by
SoSoDef (what?)
Huh, yeah I don't dance I mash
(It's like dis doe)
AZ, come on
It's a new one, time for a Range, baby blue one
The crew
mama was a Panther loud, single parent but she proud
When she witnessed baby boy rip a crowd
To school, but I dropped out, and left the house
'Cause
Only On The Westside Fool
Surrounded By Section 8 Houses And The Projects
A Place Where You Make The Wrong Turn, You're Gettin Robbed At
We All
Ricky Ross
This somethin' special right here
Excuse the marijuana, just tryna enjoy my self
We got some gangstas in the house too (come on)
I
la-la-la
Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, the four-ty five
It's the R.O.C. baby, sing our lullaby
C'mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come,
Yeah, this is a story about a famous dog
Doggy Dogg that is
That smooth macadamian, aka Silky Slim
Back in the motherfuckin' house for nine-trey
Why
it 'cause I live it now
So let me tell you 'bout this PYT
That I seen this week, I had to take a bow
5'2" with a brown fur
And her hair tied with
(Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by
to the Grammy's, pop bottles on the White House lawn
Guess I'm just the same old Shawn
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"Iceberg, Slim baby
If you make a promise
I can see me being around
Know that I'm beside you
Promise you won't let me down
Since you the wife, you takes mine
I takes
And then we tried some more
I'd like to break the monotony
We said Maroon 5 should end it at the (?)
This word I'm making this all up here
Read Nehemiah
God, Wraith)
She hit my phone everyday (Everyday)
Ooh, she wanna fly to the A (oh my God, let's go)
Ooh, pints of the red by the case (Red)
Ooh, I
goin' crazy
When I'm in the house, when I think about
When I see you out, when I hear about {T-Pain}
I want my baby back! {'Lo-so} And I thought it
as they let me rub it
And in a week's span, my homey Freak-Man
Sinks into so much pussy we should call him Quik-sand
(Last hoe was done by the true
Standin' at the bay with you so funny
Gotta get up to the house on the hill
Working nine to five in still got no money
I never lied to you and I
new shit from prada
You tryin' to get a rich baby father
I'm tryin to forget you by tomorra
This ain't rocket science
Ain't no rock buyin, just
feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints
I just wanna hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanyes, Jays, Waynes and the Drakes
I'm
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
I'm a freakin' house addicted
(Get your S to mars)
Hey DJ, play my favorite track
Everybody is dancin''
so let's keep it like that
The bouncers are
a player, I just fuck a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to fuck tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still
Take control (control)
Control of you (of you)
You do what
I tell you to (mmh)
I'm ya momma (don't call me by my name)
Let's play house (that's
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