You know we ridin', we ridin' I got my nigga MC Breed in the Big Baller, what you ridin' boy, what you
I got some candy paints on these Platinum pieces and some from over seas A mansion, a yacht, and G's Everything about you, thousand nigga, yeah Can't even tell you I make a year
I got some candy sittin' on these Platinum pieces and some hoe's over seas A mansion, a yacht, and G's Everything about you, motto nigga, yeah even tell you what I make a year
What can you ask for just to be professional When rap is my collateral, for this cash I got candy paints sittin' on these Platinum pieces and some hoe's over seas A mansion, a yacht, and G's To be for the past and the present
Uh, and show my ass at every (Yeah) And sure enough, 'm gettin' to my destin' (What?) (Nigga, you ain't shit) No interruptions testin' (But I do)
Uh, prove that I'm smooth an aseditive Bumpin' just a bit better than my competitor Hard you better than, you ain't say it is that's the way it is, keep it Manist
Back for of that, Breed when the funk shit All up in yo' ass and get cash yo' ass this Bob and weave MCs never handle me Thinkin' bout' my name to Scandal-la, you follow
Now get the paper with my them niggas need to get in position And go on and hate me if you Gotta meal won't you have a plate, have you wait Go on and sit inside my Lincoln I navigate
I got some paints sittin' on these Platinum and some hoe's from over seas A mansion, a yacht, and G's Everything about you, thousand nigga, yeah Can't even tell you what I make a
I got some candy paints on these Platinum and some hoe's from over seas A mansion, a yacht, and G's Everything about you, thousand nigga, yeah Can't even tell you I make a year
Mackin' in my lac and when I 'em in the back I don't give them slack, 'cause if she's in my Cadillac She'll be giving up the tryin' get a niggas scratch When she suck a million dicks the bitch'll get a plack
I said, Biatch, that's what I when I grabbed Her pony and she was givin' me head I said, Biatch, you know what's up I put my In my and zipped my jeans up
And instantly, you finna' see how I get these in the streets You killin' me, you ain't feelin' me? The bitch got you smokin' penicillin weed
Or dip yo' in some Hennessey You'll be a God fool if you listen to me I tell you shit that you believe I got the bad ass and they stankin' free
I got some candy paints on these Platinum pieces and some hoe's over seas A mansion, a yacht, and G's about you, thousand motto nigga, yeah Can't even you what I make a year
I got some candy paints on these Platinum pieces and hoe's from over seas A mansion, a yacht, and G's Everything about you, motto nigga, yeah Can't even tell you what I make a
I told Breed these young think we gettin' old I seen 'em gettin' gas down on Cascade makin' money in these new days Used to sky pagers now we got two-ways
We dipped to my house and let the crank So many placks on the you can't see the paint But loud, you know how wild your friends get Ballin' so long been through three styles and big Benz's
If I cut it, in the I'll the bitch think I'm the Wizard of Oz Click yo' heels three times you swear you seen Now she's a star, she used to be a
Her pussy went platinum, that's I heard Like when I'm rappin', you get enough of my word I'm in my third decade of paid to rap in the day my tapes stained the deck
I got some candy paints sittin' on Platinum and some hoe's from over seas A mansion, a yacht, and G's Everything about you, motto nigga, yeah Can't even tell you what I a year
I got some candy paints sittin' on Platinum pieces and some hoe's over seas A mansion, a yacht, and G's Everything about you, motto nigga, yeah Can't tell you what I make a year
shit bumpin' mine ain't it, oh you gotta be riders If you bum, this Short dog shit You can't be in no little bullshit ass car with no bullshit What you ridin' nigga, you got You got rims nigga? Yo' beat bumpin' nigga, this shit bumpin', turn that shit up, biatch