You know we ridin', yeah we I got my MC Breed in the house Big Baller, what you ridin' boy, what you
I got some candy paints sittin' on 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 what I make a
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 nigga, yeah even tell you what I make a year
What can you ask for than to be professional When rap is my collateral, for cash flow I got some candy sittin' on these Platinum and some hoe's from 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 closer to my destin' (What?) (Nigga, Breed you shit) No interruptions only (But I do)
Uh, that I'm smooth with an aseditive Bumpin' just a little bit better than my Hard you better than, you ain't say it is Everyday the way it is, keep it Manist
for some of that, Breed when the funk shit All up in yo' ass and get cash yo' ass bump Bob and weave MCs never could 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 have a plate, I'll 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 motto nigga, even tell you what I make a year
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, motto nigga, yeah Can't even tell you I make a year
Mackin' in my lac and when I stack 'em in the I don't give bitches slack, 'cause if she's in my Cadillac She'll be up the crack tryin' get a niggas scratch When she suck a million dicks the get a platinum plack
I said, Biatch, that's I said when 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 zipped my up
And instantly, you see how pimpishly I get these in the streets You niggas killin' me, you ain't me? The bitch got you burnin' smokin' weed
Or dip yo' dick in some 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 stankin'
I got some 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, even tell you what I make a year
I got candy paints sittin' on these Platinum pieces and hoe's from over seas A mansion, a yacht, and G's Everything you, thousand motto nigga, yeah Can't even you what I make a year
I told Breed these young niggas think we old I 'em gettin' gas down on Cascade Road Still money in these 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 see the paint But it's loud, you know how your friends get Ballin' so long been three body styles and big Benz's
If I cut it, in the make the bitch think I'm the Wizard of Oz Click yo' heels three times you swear you seen Now she's a star, she to be a maget
Her pussy went platinum, what I heard when I'm rappin', you never get enough of my word I'm in my third of gettin' paid to rap Back in the day my tapes stained the
I got some paints sittin' on these Platinum pieces and 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 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 tell you what I make a year
This shit bumpin' ain't it, oh you gotta be riders If you wanna bum, this Short dog You can't be in no little bullshit ass car with no bullshit What you ridin' nigga, you got candy? You got rims Yo' beat ain't bumpin' nigga, this shit bumpin', that shit up, biatch