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I'm gettin' hella mail from jail, tellin' me to kill it
When they get out I'll bring them some bitches
Shinobi, how I kick it, "American Ninja" motion picture
my remote, same way I do them ho's

But she already know she touch my Chevy door
Real nigga, let me make it as as my windows
No square shall enter in the of winners
Know I'm for whatever, if you know what I been through

Rear-view, clear vision, of paid dues
Confined to a runway, thunderstorms came
But look what it to, somethin' that amazes you
Soon as you hatin' and hear what I gotta say to you

Baby blue, souls D's, 11, '96
No retro card with this
Same year, my Impala with the shift
Four door suicide, car, chauffeured

Shawty body chocolate, Russel
Brung weed her whenever I invite her over
sweater, Teddy belt hangin' off her shoulder
No care here so we put it in the air

Walkin' 'round my house, say she fuck everywhere
That's cool, baby, but I just got that table
We ain't stay away from it, it's all good
If you get under it then I guess I can fuck with it

Before I got on beat, it made out a bucket list
And these boys, I granted this death
Legendary lay-up with the right-left switch
Hang time, hand glide, fried, chanky-eyed, Shanghai

rain, drizzle frame, I ride '87
Corvette ZR1 to the T-top
Put 'em in the trunk bitch, all up
She drinkin' from the pump, that's all bad

Tryin' to pass, fucked around and
all flip, fools tryin' to make it last
Emotional luggage, nothin' of it, I check bags
I carry on, leave that bullshit in the past

Half Rose, Don, O.J. in my glass
Mimosa, Testarossa program, bow ties
Doors like a pendulum swingin'
Rockin' my jet set

Foolish, the serve like Wimbledon, cinnamon
The car I'm sittin' in, calm my bad nerves
I call her my Ritalin, just
Not pillin', element twistin'

From the herb the fire and the wind I'm livin'
Not pillin', just twistin'
From the herb the fire and the wind I'm livin'
the herb come the fire and the wind I'm livin', yeah