wit dat bat Now how you like me now,im gettin bigger,and richer A third world villian,come here shorty take a picture Still thuggin in the streets all day
, Redrum spin it back like a Missy song Take a cold heart to twist your mom But it's wintertime, shotty under the snorkle Will flip when it's dinner
worth a visit Intensely exquisite artism inquire all, who is it? It's a deliciously daring delicacy I eat to exist Oh, he's waving those words, I want seconds and thirds
we 'bout to own it You know it, 'cause you can feel it in your throat Say it I'm 'bout to let my mind float (Com, say it) Get your third eye poked Fuck
put it in the air Yeah, load it on my macbook air It's a new form of macking, don't be old fashioned Update your passion Only reason why I be eye chattin' It
other day I opened and read it, it said we want hustlers Had a Lexus at eighteen, picture that Got a Chevy with pictures on it from pitchin' crack Bitch
tryna make it to the top So I put in work and stack at night, determination is all I got On the grind I scheme and plot whatever it takes to raise my
'm around y'all, it's goin' down y'all Murder rap, clown niggas back down y'all Straight like that, y'all niggas fuck around yo Bandana P, blow thirds, the four take you on all
Well, I'm rollin' with ya'll Shorty where's the alcohol Now lemme hit that pace Shorty can we make our day Here, take a brodda to a pool party Right
Gotta be in it to win it I never come lame, type killin' in the game, get busy It's only right that I address this Gotta be in it to win it I never
last prick nigga take ya wallet, run Doc with the shotty and we both catch a body with Cypress Hill Yeah! We don't give a fuck, we live it up till the day
and shoulder shrugs And it's all because 'ccumulated enough scratch Just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome And it's candy painted, fans fainted while I'm entertainin' Wild ain't it
c'mon) Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go (HOT SHIT!) Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound Light it up and take a puff, pass it to
through the old scene beamin it slow Talkin that shit five niggas on the four Drive crazy, tryin to tear up shit It's just anotha day in Oakland bitch It
we laugh 'cuz we see task cars right next door But we poor no budget fuck it so kick down the door Boom kick it once, boom kick it twice Three times it
third question and this is What gets you in the mood for sex? (First lady) Its all about the four play and four play is an all day event: phone sex,
run when you see me coming I'm taking it back to the essence, soul tracks I'm blessing Pass the mic over here, so I can test it Check one check two,
I love women Have all my life I love my dear mother And I love my wife - God bless her I even love my teenage daughter There's no accounting for it Apparently