Uh, if you know like I know you would get on the flo' I keep a magnum for they back and I keep a swisha of dro We can get down for my dime and we can on the low And if you didn't want a then what'cha fuckin' with me fo'?
lady ain't a hoe and every hoe ain't my bitch It take a real trill nigga to recognize this of shit girl around me legit, I don't fuck around with no punks Ride with me she holdin' a pistol while I'm whippin' and poppin' the
We gon' a lot of skunk and we gon' make a lot of bread And we never gon' have no problems Long as she hear the fuck I said ain't dead it just moved to the west side Still like to get my dick sucked the street lights
I'm Tony Snow, I'm out livin' by the code In love with a lifestyle, not no bitch I'm in that I'm lookin at you, you me my dick head never stop I'm C bitch, I'm superstar, we headed to the top
I'm true, I'm out here whippin' my Mercedes Fuckin' with the midnight ladies, the game is but it's gravy I'm bangin' Screw, my young girl fine We out here on the grind and keepin' money on our mind
Well, I'm certified official, and the real McCoy Guaranteed to blow the spot I'm in it, gotta feel ya boy 100 percent, real Bun B I Trill with that gangsterass persona so hard it can dent
Still in the hood 'cause it needs me and the it feeds me So I eat all I want, my reputation me If you or greasy then your best step be easy that forty-feezy leave you leakin' fo' sheezy
Trigger I squeeze see and the cannons is bust Them bullets blow by you breezy like a gust It'll put your dick in the dust, when I put one up in dome You be leakin' out plasma and puss and your fill up with foam
So you gotta go or go home, either be a boy or a man Gotta pay the cost to be the or you take a loss understand? Gotta play the hand you're dealt that's until it's yo' turn to deal you get it how you live, I could give a fuck how you feel
I'm stayin' true, I'm out here my Mercedes Fuckin' with the midnight ladies, the is cold but it's gravy I'm bangin' Screw, my young girl fine We out here on the grind and keepin' money on our mind
I'm C bitch, I'm from the South This scary hoe don't know what it's about 'Cause I stay country true down to the co', dick good uncut blow In your nose, in your jaws, feel it tighten up, stop, don't pause
Candy drive candy cars, fuck the D.A., fuck the law I fuck the snow but I love a pro flat backers I'm a Cadillac'er On parole well I'm a pistol packer, drugs sold, jacker Get with me if she a money stacker, bitch me man I'ma mack her
From the of cheap work and steady licks With pounds of and Impala bricks We grind to eat and eat to This shit for real, these ain't no
With 36 to the ki' And ten grams in the sack And 15 sacks up in the Now that's one five mill' worth of crack
It's Big Dick Cheney, Snow The King Committee is now in Today's agenda, get that 'Cause the clock is tickin', time is
No second guessin', make mind up your grind up and get that pay Gotta sell your ass or a blast If you wanna roll that UGK
I'm stayin' true, I'm out here my Mercedes Fuckin' with the midnight ladies, the is cold but it's gravy I'm bangin' Screw, my young girl fine We out here on the grind and keepin' money on our mind