Lyrics:
All my n****s popping bottles on jet skis
I can chill but I'll spaz if you let me
Yeahhhhhh yeahhhhh
I got the sauce you can't get a drip
She
thousand would suit me fine
Just leave me a number
No you can't have mine
If you serious I'll hit you
Up tomorrow at nine" man I just got through
Telling you
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
(Nah mean!)
Baby (Yes!) do you understand me (Yes!)
I can't do a thing without you (Damn we missing you)
Wondering if your the same and who's been with
(Nah mean!)
Baby (Yes!) do you understand me (Yes!)
I can't do a thing without you (Damn we missing you)
Wondering if your the same and who's been with
dumping straight to the radio
If you trying to be target practice, you finally found a shooter
Soon as I pull my gun I know that someone's gonna die, die,
'm JME multiplied by Maxwell Ranger
I’m way too serious
And if you don't wanna get taken
Away don't talk to the stranger
I'm still real and I always have
C's, wit two guns in my holster
I'm from Long Beach city, a crip next to Compton
Down wit my n*gga Game, if you n*ggas want problems
From the streets
bed warm with a cutthroat n****
Have the card parties where the stakes was high
Go shopping, hit the club, and then start come by
I never had a day
(Yo, R.O.C.)
If the party's where you're at, just let me know (uh, uh)
Now here we go, how 'bout another shot of Henny?
I hear the apple martini
wake
I slip only when P-Nut gets me baked from that shake
Yeah you can't fuck with this
You're Walter Middy don't take it as a dis
But the fantasy has
wake
I slip only when P-Nut gets me baked from that shake
Yeah you can't f*** with this
You're Walter Middy don't take it as a dis
But the fantasy has
Motherf***in' T.R.U.
Soldier til I die, f*** it I won't cry
Look my ENEMY, in the eye
F*** every n**** that ain't real, cause we bout it
And if I have
the paper, the news, every day I am
Radio won't even play my jam
'Cause I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper,
the paper, the news, every day I am
Radio won't even play my jam
'Cause I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
In the paper,
with that? Cause if you ain't clown,
We from the D-O double G, we groupie true, and slow down
Slow down (slow down now) cause I can't take the heat,
roc a by crad
Dull written on page
I was stacking up A's
My perspective did change
Knowing I ain't have distractions
Well a couple old flames
Only time
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
they be robbin'
As long as Big Boi's still livin', never standin' by my lonesome
Step up n****, if you want some
[Chorus: x2]
Ain't no thang but
ball, visuals in effect
Shorty has got it all, it's the hustle you respect
Can't get away if I'm trapped in a cycle that is
Driving me crazy like
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
to mention this on the internet
But if I switch my voice like some little kids
On some silly shit "Slim" chances
You'll remember this
It's my m&m and denace n
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G-G-G-G-G Mix
I don't know what you've heard about me
But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm 'cause I'm a G
And I
-M-P
G-G-G-G-G Mix
I don't know what you've heard about me
But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm 'cause I'm a G
And I
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