Lyrics:
Hop to the whip to get to Saint Lou
We didn't know what was bout to unfold
What up tell it everything cool
So we riding down the highway right
What's
what's my name, come on, come on)
(Say my name)
Let me whisk you away better yet some fries and a shake
Come on girl now don't be late (just kiddin')
what's my name, come on, come on)
(Say my name)
Let me whisk you away better yet some fries and a shake
Come on girl now don't be late (just kiddin')
on, say my name
Let me whisk you away
Better yet some fries and a shake
Come on girl now don't be late
Just kiddin'
'Cause you like that baller
and put it up, you would've spent your bag
I went to drop some shit for my bitch with her expensive ass
Better wear a helmet, cuddy hop out tryna temple
everything's connected going round and round and round
And I'm bound to the ground by the sound
I can't sit down, I can't be still, no rest until I get my fill
Here comes the boom
I got game like Kobe, act like you know me,
If you rhyme better well then kid you best show me
Fly by wrecking, never come
rock big jew-els an shit, big karats an baggets an shit
Muthafuckas be starrin, niggas packin big thangs too nigga, uh
I started off wit heata shit
I hop out a brand new whip
Haters be mad and shit
Shawty a bad lil bitch
She lives I'm the trap and shit
I wanna ball (I wanna ball)
Go to the mall
Dealing so keep
Playing your cards well
Blessed to be doing what i love
So its heart felt
Every song i drop heavy
Like barbells
My shit so dope
It should be
then I'm w it, hop inside my UFO
We can whip it, I could teach you how to float
Be the water to your boat
Baby I can be the super and the soak
[Intro]
One two
It's Masta Ace, Cunninlyguists
We about to get into the seasons
The seasons of hip hop
How we gonna start it?
[Masta Ace]
outta here, you gotta drop one last gem on them
Knahmsayin?
[Immortal Technique:] No question, it's like the elders told me
No one person can do anything,
they ain't call
Now I'm rich, my shit be jumpin' off the hinges, off the wall
Baby a freak, she eat me, woo, she just suck dick right through
on the dash roll a dolla do a line
pump RBL's maybe 1 2 3
or the funky shit by the I.M.P
now im high like a motherfucking jet
fuck a 9 to 5 im a juke on the set
Daper daddy dealing with your case
Rappers get inches daddy sticky stains on my fende-a
Niggas drop, had the biggest drug by us in the block
You ever
zapco, alpine
Put the coke on the dash roll a dolla do a line
Pump RBL's maybe 1 2 3
Or the funky shit by the I.M.P
Now I'm high like a motherfucking jet
to the talent agencies
Not to let these rappers sing anymore, please
The pleasure's mine, my kind killed hip-hop
Rhymes about the drip-drop with no topics left
We used to talk on the phone everyday
Going fast, driving off in the rain
I drop you off and you hop in your Range
Sugarfish order sushi and dranks
lens on lens
Trapping from end to end
Dead be all my friends
Snap on em once again go
Trapping shit coffin lift
Drop a bitch opp and shit
Opposite god
on the dash roll a dolla do a line
pump RBL's maybe 1 2 3
or the funky shit by the I.M.P
now im high like a motherfucking jet
fuck a 9 to 5 im a juke on the set
watch out, see them tryna plot now
Haters getting stomped out, run up and get knocked out
Bitch I got the drop now, my goons about to hop out
Bitches
And the one between the hungry poor & wealthy far
Motherf*ckers sleepin' in the rain on a concrete mat
I'm not a pimp, i'm just a carpenter by trade
But
God bless the child who has his own and that's a old quote, a old cliche that everyone should live by
Why?
Because you should have your own you
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