You know we ridin', 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, motto nigga, yeah Can't even tell you what I make a
I got some candy paints sittin' on Platinum pieces and some hoe's from over A mansion, a yacht, and G's Everything about you, thousand motto nigga, Can't even you what I make a year
What can you ask for than to be professional When rap is my collateral, for this flow I got some candy paints on these pieces and some hoe's from over seas A mansion, a yacht, and G's To be respected for the and the present
Uh, and my ass at every session (Yeah) And sure enough, 'm gettin' to my destin' (What?) (Nigga, Breed you shit) No interruptions testin' (But I do)
Uh, prove I'm smooth with an aseditive just a little bit better than my competitor Hard you than, you ain't gotta say it is Everyday that's the way it is, keep it
Back for some of that, Breed the funk shit All up in yo' ass and get yo' ass bump this Bob and weave MCs never 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 me if you gotta Gotta meal you have a plate, I'll have you wait Go on and sit inside my Lincoln I navigate
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
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 nigga, yeah Can't even tell you I make a year
Mackin' in my lac and when I stack 'em in the I give them bitches slack, 'cause if she's in my Cadillac She'll be giving up the crack get a niggas scratch she suck a million dicks the bitch'll get a platinum plack
I said, Biatch, that's what I when I grabbed Her pony tail and she was 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 hoe's in the streets You niggas killin' me, you ain't me? The bitch got you burnin' penicillin weed
Or dip yo' dick in 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 paints sittin' on these Platinum pieces and some from over seas 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 pieces and some 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
I told Breed these young niggas think we old I seen 'em gas down on Cascade Road Still makin' in these new days to have sky pagers now we got two-ways
We dipped to my and let the beat crank So many placks on the you can't see the paint But it's loud, you how wild your friends get so long been through three body styles and big Benz's
If I cut it, in the I'll make the bitch 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 went platinum, that's what I Like when I'm rappin', you never get of my word I'm in my third decade of paid to rap in the day my tapes stained the deck
I got candy paints sittin' on these Platinum 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
I got some candy paints on these 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
This bumpin' mine ain't it, oh you gotta be riders If you wanna bum, Short dog shit You can't be in no little bullshit ass car with no bullshit What you ridin' nigga, you got candy? You got nigga? Yo' beat ain't bumpin' nigga, this shit bumpin', turn that shit up,