[Chorus - We we we We and we doggin We creepin and we time 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 Gimmie ten days, i got plastic Country to country I in hotels No ashy elbows, pedicured Sittin on a beach chair, 200 chanclas Am I in or Puerto Vallaca? Sippin outta pineapple, a fool out my balcony and check out my view Im lookin new, i get menages crunk Lucky look cleaner then Monk Open up my and you in the Galleria Im the shit homeboy call me Diarrhea Covered in diamonds, get a load of wrist Just to show out and stunt, I'm the Dope House
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I'm kinda hotta than lava, I got a dog slobba I might be yo father ask yo mama I Karate 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 just floorin the foreign Never or simple, man I'm really excitin I got to clubs and be fightin, i be kickin and I might poke ya eye out, i dont fight fair I a dudde with some braids, and started pullin his hair But my boys back me up and leave standin I'm "Why ya'll jump in man I almost had'em" And they was like "Los he was yo ass" I was letting him get tierd, man you messed up my Anyway, I'mma a song about it and tell All my fans I beat him up all by myself--haha
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I play Chalupa, that's Mexican Bingo Peace to my boys up in Coffield and My Benz diesel, dejame explico If I hit the pen around with a pico I used to cincos, chilled on Domingos Dickies look young got no wrinkles Shoot like when he hit 12 footaz I be pulling hoes like a kid boogaz You can see my Rolly I dip guacamole Got all pit like Angelina Jolie I put red dots on 9 milla make you think that you got chicken pox Got rims like a spida, weed to the It's ya boy Low, I'mma killa not a Roll with my china, off ringa I know you hear the hook, nigga my lil prima
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I'm at Dope House out, Baby Bash loc'd out tracks with Charlie Brown when 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 tippin said he gotta be back before the lights is on But it's all gravity, learn from to let you know how cold them batches be Cause when it comes to the jealous man it get I fuck around and gotta turn some Joe Peci I pimp the blood ouy ya mama and ya loved Sell dog shit to ya and ya cousins And that you won't say nada or not, man you still don't want no brrr--aaa,brrr--aa And that's the really realest shit I ever spoken Don't get it mayne, Dope House is still open
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Creepin and we crawlin, to do you all in...