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