' a mission. Wit' no permission. I let 'em know why I did what I did. I got dialogue. Got 'em to even sing along. & got the semiautomatic. Tongue to da young. When there's static. They come
cigars. Drop Rolls, hoes drop clothes. Louis the XIII, freaks, women nice size. I ride like Porsches, thick, brown and gorgeous. It ain't my fault, semiautomatic weapons I brought. The world crazy
cigars. Drop Rolls, hoes drop clothes. Louis the XIII, freaks, women nice size. I ride like Porsches, thick, brown and gorgeous. It ain't my fault, semiautomatic weapons I brought. The world crazy