This song is for you, not for else but you It's own special song, I wrote it for you Just for you, for you
Louch] I see why'all niggaz want to ride my dick, Don't put your hands up on me, Sheek'll out the leather Put the to your hatin mouth, nail it shut Get off my and get you some butt, try and nut this nut is macadamian, keep the mack and I'm Damian This game you don't want to me in Niggaz need somethin to do, you gon ride or clap nothin Might as well hate from the side, not that ain't Bitch push your motherfuckin cap back like you popped open the hood Flesh burner somebodykeep puttin in wood Don't add nothin, don't count unless it's yours Let me see, he been on atleast three tours Bad cars, he atleast get thirty for See the problem motherfuckers don't know But they think that know what you do and what you don't Where you live, what it cost, what you for a show Who your girl, where she from, you buyin for that ho So at that I tell you your biz Punch out, take the bus home and mind kids Before ya kids be my work, bitch doin the jerk Get down and throw sperm on her Can't be him, he ain't to shine like that Back with BadBoy that nigga rhyme like that Damn he hot, you sure? That if you I'm jiggy nigga Key to life, Puff, used to be with nigga Yeah, S-H-E-E-K be -E sick in the H-E-A-D I worry when why'all hatin, it's a problem, waitin When I'm to drinkin old beers like Walter Patin wider, mouth web like a fuckin spider Haha, why'all niggaz sweeter than cider I a all nighter, pumpin the fifth Weed and a spliff, nigga it's the and the gift
The fuck, yo engineer do me a Come in for a minute, please (Hey is everything ok in there?) Nigga, who told you to stop the Get ya ass in there and another beat on