My life is real baby, you peeping me a picture You peeping me take a picture, you should a photograph You peeping me take a picture, you take a photograph
Catch me today, with a or a Kodak 'Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a You see it's real, they be look at that Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph
Introducing the truest of the South, it's who else but me fool Don't let all that foolishness they feed you, on T.V. you Don't let all the magazines, and papers out there deceive you The cups that be used to sip, but Caucasian kinda my tee do
You see hand be glistening, you see the Sedans we flipping The of grands we getting, these units of scans we shipping You see that Caddy tipping, thangs on that Caddy twisting That paint and that candy dripping, that drank and can is missing
ain't a Cola, though dry and you feeling sober Boys trying to switch it over, apply it up in a of the Houston hustlers, who grinding and hit the quota Who fire and hit the doja, you high you sniff the odor
Told ya you gotta have, a foreign or buy slab Afford it then buy it that's, important it now You ain't gotta college class, to see that we bout our cash You not if you gotta ask, let's take a pic by the hol' up
You see my slab, you see my candy Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph You see my chick, you see my is bad perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
You see it's real, be like look at that Picture nigga, you should take a photograph Photograph, photograph, Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph
When I'm tipping, probably watch me, the cops'll be paparazzi And try to patrol my posse, we shining and glowing The jealous try to top me, we keep it too real to copy, what? I'm listening to a floppy, that disc gon be screwed and chop-pied
All the ballers will ride to this, deposit slips Buy the car and apply the fifth, the trunk an entire lift Use to go to that Kappa, but Kappa been as crunk So I'm popping up at Daytona, on chrome and I'm popping
Jamming that "Ridin' Dirty", riding beside the laws And they staring over at me, trying to me like I'ma pause Tell 'em naw know I'ma crawl, all day in the robber cause I'm trying to go wash the ride, till them tires whiter walls
You peeping him take a picture, that chrome and paint official You then take a swisha, there's plenty just take 'em wit ya You chilling you a sipper, then I'ma be hanging wit ya Take a of the grain and grip a, handful And for the pictures nigga
You see my slab, you see my slab Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph You see my chick, you see my is bad Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph
You see it's real, they be like at that Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph Photograph, photograph, perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
You see the up on my bracelet, and the shine on my chest in my Styrofoam, it's sweet with doja no cess You done put it down with the rest, time to with the best 'Cause when you ride with the original, you ain't gotta
I'm the that you need, when they say it's a drought Cause not really a drought, them other niggaz just out And I'm the you gotta have, when they say the river's dry 'Cause it's not really dry, just ran out of supply
I'm too fly for the clouds, too down for the green wear tinted lenses, if you look at my clean ass Catch me today, with a or a Kodak by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback
Candy dripping, four's is still tipping grain grass, steering wheel I'm still gripping Repping for P.A.T., the West and the And I'm repping for C, till he get back on the streets it never cease
You see my slab, you see my slab Picture perfect nigga, you should a photograph You see my chick, you see my is bad Picture perfect nigga, you should take a
You see it's real, be like look at that Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph Photograph, photograph, Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph
My life is real baby, just a song Gripping that wood wheel baby, and riding chrome, I'm chrome is for the real playas, that get that do' Tell me how it feel baby, to see I'm I'm candy and chrome
Catch me today, with a or a Kodak by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback 'Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a
Know I'm saying? Gripping Riding the hood, and feeling good Just like we say down in Texas, already You staring at me so You need to go on, do a favor playa And take a picture