It's the end of the Everybody's lookin' for satisfaction I want me a girl Every motherfucker with some weed start
the end of the game All my fuckin' homies, chasin' G's, ain't It hard to explain
Came in the with a few dollars, I left the game with a few mill' That's the way I retired from this rap game fo' real Get a distribution deal, brush up some of dirty scrill Live up on the hill, like Fonzariggadale end of my history
Showin' some love to all of my thugs, all of my folks Liftin' waterbacks and drinkin' mud, walkin' the yard with elbow up grains crushed up, big A and little A My cousin Freddy Smith and Mack North, see ya when you touch
Man I'm doin' alright, I your call the other day But I got yo' kite, you my cousin Such and such done, got on the pipe took her down the other night for tryin' to steal a bike Anyway, we walkin' on, man, I can't wait y'all get home
Man there's so many funny ass negroes on this earth The real gone, hoe shit, lead to mo' shit is cheap, man, ain't no mo' money left out here Man I'm one of the last of the
It's the end of the Everybody's lookin' for satisfaction I want me a girl Every motherfucker with some start passin'
the end of the game All my fuckin' chasin' G's, ain't nothin' It ain't to explain My gunspray'll pop this off the world, keep
Uhh, I tryin' to be landin' in a [Incomprehensible] For whatever worth, I'ma get off first Better him than me though, I done got down on fools Come the package, 'specially when you're out there pitchin' blow
I wear these glasses to look like a nerd, square off Urkel Movin' too fast like turbo, gotta slow it down turtles Scrillionaire, millionaire, overcomin' and hurdles There's somethin' my circle
Surrounded by Saggitarius, not too Virgos Just and Aries, like Like right now, I'm in the booth, whassup slugger? Hey, Pimp Juice, ya alright? Oh fo' sho', Fa
You got some tweak? Nope, I it to the fingernails The fingernails? Yeah, o, the fingernails Man, I'm so high right now that I can even spell Barely spell? On the pimpin', I can't tell Pimpin', you lyin I, yeah, mayn I'm drunk as
the end of the world Everybody's for some satisfaction I just me a girl Every motherfucker with some weed passin'
the end of the game All my fuckin' homies chasin' G's, ain't It hard to explain My gunspray'll pop this off the world, keep
It's about a quarter after nine, I know, I up A verse with that line before, but say it one mo' time I think I too much wine Anybody got a Motrin? I feel like my head's
up in the mornin', squeezin' and fartin' and yawnin' Smokin' a to the dome and Talkin' on my burnt out phone and to my broad that ain't knowin' To my mistress broad be hoein', my mistress broad, that's
In lieu of my pregnant broad that's showin', glarin' and Ready to drop the load explode, sittin' on the porch, a torch Puffin' on a clove, in and out of church, back and Hustlin' mode, run back in on that turf, sellin' that Nerf
That soft, white, road, dolla danglin' for danglin' gangland Manglin', set you up and bangin', The park in the game that rainin', off drinkin' and thinkin' Chokin' and sparkin' and flamin', barely Hopin' and and dreamin', the Lord'll let me into his kingdom
It's the end of the Everybody's for some satisfaction I just me a girl motherfucker with some weed start passin'
It's the end of the All my fuckin' homies chasin' G's, nothin' It hard to explain My pop this off the world, keep stackin
the end of the world Everybody's for some satisfaction I want me a girl Every motherfucker some weed start passin'
the end of the game All my fuckin' homies chasin' G's, ain't It ain't to explain My gunspray'll pop off the world, keep stackin