Yeah,
Don Grandmoney,
St. Ann's, and Cobra,
private stocker.
I'm mashing off two cars,
cut my Phantom as my grandson,
two answers,
no cameras, girls wearing those Pampers
Sweeted out in Howard Johns,
women shaking on type of buns,
Macadola,
Coca-Cola,
100 proof
I'm not sober,
condo with no bongos,
I play cards like Rambo,
get sick,
go gassy
Front seat with flat feet in Fleetwood,
just be good,
I'm real hood
My flow taste like chocolate wood,
Joseph,
I'm so aboard
Mercy,
Jerome called me cursie in the back of Rose,
Burberry,
take your girl for McFlurry
While you packing that Cadillac,
them chicks clap,
they butt crack
I move back,
put on Propalax,
my contact,
your contact
I'm Bobby girl,
I'm Womack,
your man rap his lips chap,
no feedback,
just lean back
Let her rock a corset in the Corvette,
Charlotte,
I'm a hornet,
more whiskey,
just pourette
Girl sucking stroatum like the clorettes
Fleetwoods and flip flops,
Fleetwoods and flip flops,
pimp socks and pimp hats,
pimp socks and pimp hats
They ride round and getting it,
while they getting it,
I got it,
no *** track,
I'm bout it
My city like Iraq,
shirack,
sudden death,
impact,
organized like crime unit,
how I do it
Break down like breaking bricks,
hitting licks,
know this,
my money clip,
I'm out for this
See me,
I do this,
monster,
Bruticus,
you losing this
Wild with stylish,
on Ocean Ave,
I'm fly chicks,
I'm all up and down this
Mix on my back and the world on my shoulders,
no four leaf clovers and it's real all over
And ladies jumping out of Rovers,
few drinks and sodas,
few tokers got the spot,
put them
nightsleep overs and it's chill,
if mine really wanna get it in,
keep it ill
We global like smoke spots,
60 second dope shots,
play it like a game of Thot's and Essence
Festivals,
with the game I got,
yak,
sipper,
rap,
get a church,
sucking pimp,
hats,
flip
woods and flip flops, a lot of fresh blood,
Fleetwoods and flip-flops Fleetwoods and flip-flops