Lyrics:
Ooh I slide up by ya sound
Headshot Pick a pen
Poppin rubber bands I'm a
Big dog 30 bands 2 3 bitches pants
That's a red dot Throw it
Back push that
Signed by Mason, Queens domination
Green tea’s got my eyes kind of Asian
Like the bitches Dante Ross be
Tying in his basement
Hold the fuck up man (yo,
the neighbors, the kid got paper
Fix that later i can take you by the pool
House full of rooms, whatever that you choose
Hell yeah, we
But don't go to sleep before
city, barely down there
I be outta town
AR clip extended for protection
When I'm movin' 'round
Trippin' on you bitches, yeah
It's up, lately, been
the one that you're craving
In the middle of the night?
Yeah, sure he's bad for you
But he feels so right
So ladies and gentlemen without further ado
Let me
you time to get your EQ's right! Uh yeah, as Pimp C would say,""Smoke something, bitch!"" I see the more i get more cheese, the more greedy niggas have
in the cut
If you rippin' goin' through the lens
Fuck with me, you know you gonna get it
I go by the 4 lil nigga
My dick it gettin' hard for
yeah
Hope it's soon enough, I don't do enough
I could do some more (I could do some more)
I don't even know what I'm shooting for
But I'm shooting
traffic back up and
Park you know I got a big fat blunt to spark other homeboys start
Cruisin by tryin to get drunk tryin to get high sidewalk looks like
cause oh
Everytime I call you be there for me
Baby girl I love you by my side
So anything you need, that means you got me
So just my ghetto queen gon'
Yeah, fuck my life. That's how I feel when I wake up.
I don't see no light inside this tunnel of mine.
My girl just left, I guess that we're gonna
cause oh
Everytime I call you be there for me
Baby girl I love you by my side
So anything you need, that means you got me
So just my ghetto queen gon'
cause oh
Everytime I call you be there for me
Baby girl I love you by my side
So anything you need, that means you got me
So just my ghetto queen gon'
gave her the face like "word?!"
And then she replied "yeah"
Said "it was quite weird", said she was type scared
I said "that's the side effect that you
long to save you
I was getting my dick sucked, by my secretary
She asked me my sign, I told her bitch Aires
I stay on Barbary and Scott, 5000 block
I
And gettin' away with it
Let that shit rip, Slay
Yeah
I was down with Biggie but you know I'm an outlaw
Shot a nigga, rode out the pot playin' Outlawz
& yellow key chains
made from rabbits feet
trade your jerky to the indians
enjoy a goon skin hat
whip up some homemade crisco
with the extra fat
i`m wishin
what up I would never dare lie
OK I believe you
Swear to you Sarai you the only girl in my life
OK I believe you
[Verse 2:]
Yeah OK I
around
Elvis is dead for being fat, 500 pound
Kurt Cobain's rich as fuck he's buried in the ground
Jimi Hendrix and his amp still ain't makin' no sound
Jesus lived in a ramshackle shack
With a fat New Orleans junkie
Charismatic solo lonesome some say
He was born plain lucky
Cruise the streets
crisco
With the extra fat
I'm wishin
A flock of geese would fly on by
I'm hopin
I can bag not 4 but 5 reloldin
Jesus fucking christ
That's
to L.A. and get they fuckin heads beaten in
"More cops perhaps"
Fuck yeah who's gonna shoot those little monkeys in their backs
"So what's up with
machines.
Until once again your free,
You're free.
It's gone, it's gone
Repeat Chorus.
Questions in her head,
As the forties pass her by
[Cage]
I first saw the bitch at the galleria
With Mr. E
[Eon]
Yo, check that spanish bitch
[Cage]
Yeah, I see her
She was signing people up for
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