Hummer La la bomba Face down ass up That's the way we like to fuck After that pucker up Babygirl we like to suck Sucker what Never duck That's
gettin' head in the car, whatever To all my women whippin' a jeep, getting it sweet Have 'em lickin' your feet,whatever Yo, yo, let's stab 'em, let's stick 'em let's
, droopy eye That's the one they said "I knew he'd buy" I'm the one who be fly I'm the one that hit it from the back, dookie pie Oh, you ain't gon' sue me right? What's
the crack on the street Tour over motherfucka let's get back on our feet Chorus 2x Verse 3: Un (whispering) Ay yo it's un bitch shhhhh it's un bitch
me Let me know, oh, oh girl If your dreams are without me Let me know, oh, oh girl It's not every day I wake up, that I'm happy It's not every day I'
Everything's a go And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's real Everything's a go New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a reason
shaking me D.O.G.'s we get lonely [Snoop] Look here babygirl D.O.G.'s we get lonely You can ask all my homies, all D.P.G. got tenderoni's Now when we
to be a winner Winning is everything, uh Nah, winning, it's d only thang [Incomprehensible] Winning ain't everything, winning, it's d only thang When
can never be It doesn't matter to me 'Cause I will always be that pimp I see in all my fantasies I don't know your fucking name So what? Let's Screaming
So what? Let's Screwing may be the only way That I can truly be free From my fucked up reality So I dream and stroke it harder 'Cause it's so fun to
das Licht Geht es an die Wäsche, kennen sie dich nicht Everybody Everywhere-it's a scandal, Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah It's a S.C.A.N.D.A.L. Empö
all I'm gonna want is you Look They told me never fall in love It never works out in your favor You way too young And right now that's just human
though, I gotta get that cigarette flow for the green pesto, presto (Chorus) I'd like to make myself believe that planet earth turns, slowly It's hard to say that I'd
em up up up up up up (x2) Verse 1: The wheels stay spinnin on the civic boy im always on the move When you grindin all the time theres alot of s*** to
a mill off a couple stacks on my own business Investin' all I got into these fuckin' raps Willlie Parker money hand it off and it's runnin' back Ayo
Hey, Kool-Aid and frozen pizza It's a work of art, I ain't talking Mona Lisa Dream of rocking crowds See me filling up arenas This weed got me laughing
Recently it seems like wherever we go the drinks stay cold when we coolin coolin and being broke starts to get a little old My money had to get some fine
you care about, Then that's all you got, When you go to sleep at night you dreams of, music When you wake up, this is the same thing. It's there on