a go And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the and it's real a go New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, a reason a go Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to fall in wit me a go Mami hit me on the jack told me meet her at the And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go
come scoop you, try to seduce you Half Black and Chinese, she me the fu-fu A little bit of that, soup From the hood, got more chips wan-tan
But matter fact, got cheese than nacho Not from rap, when I used to wit Pancho I'm in the class, all by Now you haters crowd my space
Hundred grand all in your face, better fix ya face For they ya face If ya bitch outta line, put the bitch in If the record sound get the blaze, nigga
Put in back, on the block for The Roc get hot, let 'em "It's the Roc, in ya area" You better warn ya hate to see a real clique, but now
a go And I washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's real a go New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, a reason a go Squad in the club wit me find a chick to fall in love wit me a go Mami hit me on the jack told me meet her at the And I'm to call her back, its a go
Highest act, highest paid to rap I myself, and pay myself back Ha, man you gotta that When pockets on "E" man you gotta hug that Corner like you wanna proposal and that Kill a nigga for the scrilla man I'm not that
Oh on Young, let me get it back You got beef in streets, Lord, let me get a gat Boy you now tuned into the Can't beat us, join us, fade us, hate us
Nigga it's nothin', my crew and half That's 'cause we scramble, like we half cousins Boy and get ya mind nigga We gon' put you on the news, you want lime nigga Channel 2 or Channel 4, you know what 9 like men, we put on UPN
a go And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and real a go New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, a reason a go Squad in the club wit me tryna a chick to fall in love wit me a go Mami hit me on the jack told me her at the spot And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go
One, thug in the club, two, to go Three, of Arma', four, jars of dro shots to draw, my six hits took off Seven you Heaven, or eight, everything's a go
got that ice in ya drink Long legs skirt, what you mean, everything's a go My thugs out die of the wit Timbs Nine on ya waist, let's roll we in
I'm back for, I'm willin' to clap boy You me back for' go I into action, Brooklyn I'm back for I'm bringin' it back 'cause
a go And I just the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's real a go New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, a reason a go Squad in the club wit me tryna find a to fall in love wit me a go Mami hit me on the jack me meet her at the spot And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go