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