The had a pair of old Air Impalenisias on Oh shit, the nigga had a pair of Air Christen Rebel I, the max, it's really Digital Rockin' the in, every day comin' at niggaz Rockin' the in Ben Stillaways that, the next big thing, lay this as Hollywood niggaz Now a money thing Yo yo
I was through the hood with the whip, smoke gray Leavin' skid marks on five-oh, all the way With my all-star team, bitches see our Yo son we gotta make that cream whether raps or Nixon
They call me Rollie, watch me polly with the wide body Packed the bad hottie, rocked enough ice to play I swarm paparazzi, she popped a wheelie on the candy apple Kawasaki Everything is sloppy, for those who copy I'll probably splash her tonight, don't Sippin' on Lime got me toxy Plus the Cali 'dro me, I'm 'bout to 'scape like the Roxy Ever property, Monopoly, big the cream, whether in the concert hall or in the lobby Used to be a hobby, got me Rudy Giulianni Like I'm still big eights from papi Follow me, Mardi Gras' or house party It's wild like safari, ain't mean to catch the But had 'em wobbly off the first blow, to knock me
I'm to pump ya blood like the theme song to Rocky Kamikaze, might karate chop ya head like a Dread then call myself Ratsi Professionally trained, I am for artery I give the autographs but for photography Not kid, you awkward God body You'se a carbon copy, just started to Wallys the broccoli, spaz off this ghetto opery Or the hot seat, you're bawty boy without ya posse
Come, come, One for the dough, son me the reasons
Come, come, One for the dough, son Give me the
Come, come, One for the dough, son Give me the
Come, come, One for the dough, son Give me the
couldn't get me, watch me move swiftly Broke the unmarked fifty with this cabby who was a He stayed tipsy, said he loved his crispy Drivin' the streets he kept on the night, shifty Quickly, who ring bells like it's twelve on While the stage catch shells forceful gunplay Mere fact that the was a fierce counterattack All those who couldn't multiply were back No tanks, low rank, hittin' the heart Tainted the heart of an empire, was apart Brought to a halt from a front full The chemist left the lab with undetermined They saw the swordsman sift electrical The audience nuts with loose screws and bolts The archives automatically ya stiff vibes It was layin' in the zip drive from five
Come, come, One for the dough, son me the reasons
Come, come, One for the dough, son Give me the
Come, come, One for the dough, son Give me the
Come, come, One for the dough, son Give me the