They Be On It

I keep them big ol' 26's on deck And the bitches they be on it I keep them big ol' 26's on deck Stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet And the bitches they be on it Oh, man they be so on it Whoa whoa I got a fast car, Nascar Yes two seater, stick shift Like some turbo jets And the bitches they be on it Oh man, they be so on it, oh I pull up on them hoes Roll my windows down Let my music out Four 15's shake the ground Smoking on that medical Sipping on some medicine Top dawg letterman She wanna ride I let her in She sexy than a motherfucker Plus she brought her best friend I guess thats a two for one party at the West end Five star suites, bottles everywhere Wanna fuck a star on the moon, I could take you there, bitch I got a swagger of Mick Jagger If you want her, you can have her I done had her, we done had her They be shootin at my ladder Cause I'm standing on a pedestal She gon' give me good head Just cause I'm ahead of you Jay Rock flyer than Hancock no shit I'm a king, fuck a prince I don't know no Will Smith I don't owe you niggas shit I'm a self-made nigga Ain't that's why your bitch let me fuck on her for days nigga! I keep them big ol' 26's on deck Stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet And the bitches they be on it Oh, man they be so on it Whoa whoa I got a fast car, Nascar Yes two seater, stick shift Like some turbo jets And the bitches they be on it Oh man, they be so on it, oh Catch me in that fast lane, burners like I'm Max Payne Married to that money bitch, women want my last name They be on my bumper mayne, screamin out OMG! O I B PIMP 2 P-A-C thats M.O.B, him or me? you choose I ain't gotta do too much, I just lay back smoke my weed and turn my bottle up Candy paint, leather guts, slide through like an avalanche We don't ride no Avalanche, so high I might never land Trips to Never-Never land, smoking on Afghanistan A.K.A that kush nigga, I'm on Heaven's roof nigga Big dawg I go WOOF nigga, don't make me let my goons loose Choppers make you shit your pants, thought you drunk some prune juice Swear that I'm immune to, stuntin hard, gettin paper, owning land, buyin acres Thats the reason why they hate us, I don't give a fuck Middle finger out the window, Beamer, Benz or Bentley, Ferrari, sorry we Enzo I keep them big ol' 26's on deck Stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet And the bitches they be on it Oh, man they be so on it Whoa whoa I got a fast car, Nascar Yes two seater, stick shift Like some turbo jets And the bitches they be on it Oh man, they be so on it, oh 187 I'm killin em' when I'm whipping it Touch a corner its a murder whipe my fingerprints I thought I told y'all, used to have them packs In a black Toyota, Macs by my scrotum Now its matchbox hot wheels when I roll up Always online stay connected like a modem He tryna' snap a picture, she bout' to snap her neck A real Blood pull up in a cherry cherry X 400 Horses, hollywood park it Chevy kinda awkward interior green and coffee I shake them haters off me, as if I had fleas Im'a Top Dawg, rare breed, shoutout to Rare Breed They keep them hogs runnin, and my garage is like the show I keep them cars comin' You hear my name hummin' in the streets, buzz big Got ya bitch eye's rollin like my rims is! I keep them big ol 26's on deck Stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet And the bitches they be on it Oh, man they be so on it Whoa whoa I got a fast car, Nascar Yes two seater, stick shift Like some turbo jets And the bitches they be on it Oh man, they be so on it, oh