it The others from our brother planet lands in the flesh From up in sector 6 yes y'all And it's good to be here when we landed up on lex Stirrin' up
Mac 10 flex white cats like Windex Index finger be sore, bustin' these fly scripts The Wally kid count crazily, grands with our plans Layin' with my bitches an' my mans in Lex Lands
command the dynasty until he die Who will imply that I lack abiliti? Make your words known, amplify the utiliti I'm crooked like the "I" on a toxic malt liquor The land
glance to expect, Shorty was correct So it seemed, her name Shavon, age seventeen I flipped when I seen her eyes, bloodshot green She said she wanted riches and a nigga with cash Lex Land
awaited Y'all dorito-head cats that yak and stagnated Black thought, the Doug E. most war vete-ran Crown ruler, soul controller of this lyrical land Spliff
wit ya You the man since you low-keyed her You wish you was still my man instead of my ex Cause I be living in your land instead of his Lex I'm the next
hear a tight jam How it's on let make my maneuver Hit the alley saw a man in a Land Cruiser In his hand was a Ruger, dipped in a Lex like Luger Heard
the navajos it's just the way this player knows anything goes, finally caught up with my nigga Sam Sam Picked me up, in the tan Lex Land Wanted breakfast
A.F.I.A. *repeat x2* One two y'all, uh, uh Easy livin, bitches givin pussy like it's free My GS3 gleams perfectly Lil Cae's get flour like the stems Land
all, uhh Uhh, uhh, yo (Check it out) Easy livin', bitches givin' pussy like it's free My GS3 gleams perfectly Lil' Cease get raw like the stems Land'
Iraq Iraq, see the wirly world, see Iraq Binoculars, eyes is out, sun they watchin' us Jake hit the strip, now police try lockin' us It's cream on my land
me put you on to what happened And how it went down, check it, tell me son, word up Yo, TV's in the headrest, Sega Entertainment Pushed the Lex Land
put you on to what happened How it went down check it (Tell me, son, word up) Yo, TV's in the headrest, Sega entertainment Pushed the Lex Land on the
a iceberg wonderin were the pot at (Shaggy2Dope) Grease paint with a bottle of go fetch me a lette and im outta the doo (Violent J) We take you higher then lex
stop your grinnin' wit bunch of foxy women Why you speed ball with cards, that's invalid I get clothes, custom made, from a stylist Cruise in my Lexus Land
Hurricane's in the house.. [lord have mercy] Land-lord, up in the house *come get it* Rah digga, up in the house *come get it* Rampage, up in the house
was mackin' We climbed but you grabbed too DJ play the slow jams Sippin' don, never bro-ham Oh damn, smokin' beeds Smokin' beeds in my lex-land Pass