1 What yall get off of my dick, I got an album to do I a punch line now you wont get til 2002 I know your type, get wild a crew And get found powdery blue, you cant be to be you I get love like a child with a flu, you want to battle me The from the crowdll be Ouuu Dont if you my age or old as my pops I got something for new that come straight out the box Its to bag your bitch, have her holding my cock Doing laundry half naked my socks I know that I grew up with, that roll with the cops And got beat the fuck up, swollen with knots Brother fucking up in school so I him to stop Cause if the coach see your grades he holding your spot I got plans to leave my neck and hands frozen with So every bitch watch when I pose on the When my flow hit the top, its the or the drop Bring the and speeding on the road with the wop Play hot boy and get a winter chop Come quarter roll hole in your top The hoe love the way I put her in a knot Blows in her spot, middle finger rows block They say Im to to rhyme So niggaz me in that newest spring wear chalk design I love to the chocolate kinds So I dont show up at parades, unless its for the march of
2 If could kill, Id probably average a body a bar I put air holes in the side of your car Dro come with smiley faces on the of jar Blades put smiley on the side of your jaw Im of the law, gamble throw trips on the floor a tour, I send you on a trip to the floor Im like friends borrow clothes, Quicker to draw, in velour Since a kid in the store You shouldve listened before, something hot in the door Name Banks, hard your whore Im too for one borough, yall can all get a piece of Lloyd show up on your porch like pizza boys Teachers gave me Fs so I gave the noise Who ever a drop outd be on the beach with toys I got four arms, two for One for fucking, my other have you ducking
3 I know why you mad, somebody told I was hot they Well cover your nose I got a whole lot of to say You sound like me, it in a different way You write no hits, nigga put your wrist away Every time you see me, Im like its picture day Im athletic, I dip dive, for the spray Im the no surprise, buts, if, or mays I put DNA all up in bitches braids How you eating when you like you sick with AIDS Beating me will never happen like parades you inhaling nickel bags, Im blowing out a fifth of haze Im a be around the forget the Jays No free-bes, now you pay me bucks I turn niggaz like you, into butts And I aint DJ, but I give you cuts Nigga Im a grown ass man go lady luck