[Chorus - We we we We and we doggin We creepin and we It's to do you all in fa sho
Hold up I'm too throwed, I'm the capo 5 general, Lucky Luciano Yo my check's too fat, the can't cash it ten days, meanwhile i got plastic Country to country I in hotels No ashy elbows, pedicured Sittin on a beach chair, 200 chanclas Am I in Acapulco or Puerto Sippin pineapple, actin a fool Step out my and check out my view Im lookin brand new, i get crunk look cleaner then Andre Monk Open up my closet and you in the Im the shit call me Lucky Diarrhea Covered in diamonds, get a load of wrist Just to show out and stunt, I'm the House Prince
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I'm kinda hotta than lava, I got a dog slobba I might be yo betta ask yo mama I practice like the boy Chuck Norris I'm Papa Bear I'm "Who the hell dem eatin my porridge?" I'm still Ralph Lauren and I'm still Jordan I'm still commin down Orem floorin the foreign Never borin or simple, man I'm excitin I got to and be fightin, i be kickin and bitin I poke ya eye out, i dont fight that fair I fought a dudde with some braids, and pullin his hair But my boys back me up and nobody standin I'm like "Why jump in man I almost had'em" And they was "Los he was beatin yo ass" I was letting him get tierd, man you messed up my Anyway, I'mma write a about it and tell All my fans that I him up all by myself--haha
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I play Chalupa, that's Mexican Bingo Peace to my boys up in and Beto My Benz take diesel, dejame If I hit the pen around with a pico I to slang cincos, chilled on Domingos Dickies look young aint got no Shoot Ming when he hit 12 footaz I be pulling hoes like a kid boogaz You can see my Rolly I dip guacamole Got all white pit Angelina Jolie I put red dots on 9 glocks Might make you that you got chicken pox Got rims like a spida, to the lighta It's ya boy Low, killa not a fighta Roll with my china, off ringa I know you the hook, nigga that's my lil prima
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I'm at House smoked out, Baby Bash loc'd out Doin tracks with Charlie Brown he broke out He chocked out his C.O., did it on the Went to see his wife and his daughter and his The game is so frio, now he Styrofoam said he gotta be right before the lights is on But it's all gravity, from tragedy Just to let you know how them batches be Cause when it to the jealous man it get messy I fuck around and turn into some Joe Peci I pimp the blood ouy ya mama and ya ones Sell dog to ya uncles and ya cousins And guaranteed that you won't say or not, man you still don't want no brrr--aaa,brrr--aa And that's the really really shit I ever spoken Don't get it twisted mayne, Dope House is still
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Creepin and we crawlin, to do you all in...