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I'm Colada dropped Impala
Rubber the big dollas
Runnin things will remain
up the weed mayne
Jumpin a Lexus Coupe
M R G a kinda
tailored up
And forget the flavor,

I'm super
Pretty Tony at the barber
how I'm blowin cop
Listenin to Royal
chasin
Paper
gunnin
Paper
Paper
catchin
Don't forget paper grab it
I got it on
Tell all them suckas go on
Back up in the Lexus
Color man is two
Bangin out the
Get the it's on to chi-chi
Now we gotta deal with Frank a pig that fly straight
I'm hot water
Cookin up at the Carter
Man you think your is bad
Man my freak is way
I'm Popeye's a two piece meal and some small fries
Man my hair is super laced I know about them bald guys
They call me Ayatollah all up in your
Whether a ring tone or a picture in your phone-a
A lime in your
A glock on your
I fire up in every club I know the owner
Dive just a Navy Seal
My homie got a burgundy De Ville
Girls be love takin
But we know that's poppin
I to put it down like?
Man boxin bettin on round
Man at the fight we be loud
I've been at this Jaws was a goldfish
I'm a go everywhere
Except the electric chair
Man you can smell my
I'm up out the shop
I'm back in the Lex Coupe Royal Rock
I'm like a new
Man or a hoop
So you can tell from the beginning I'm trying to get you popped
I like fo tres I do it four
You see me straight cursin out a meter maid
Lookin the Lion King
Specially when I'm buying
Eatin on some rings
Talkin shit in Burger
I like to talk all up on the sidewalk
All up in the shoe store and everything is bought
I in greenery overlookin scenery
She ask me what I'm thinking
And, yo, I "My jewelry"
She said "that's to me"
I her like a eulogy
She said my party's hella
I "that's how it's supposed to be"

I'm a in a foreign car
on the Pearly gates
Hittin on the
all Americana
I do it Das watching tapes of Ronnie Moot?
up in the Lexus Coupe
Floatin a parachute
It's my philosophy man of the
like I'm Kenny Parker runnin round with B. D. P.
Yo it's after eight
We goin down to the Lions
That's the restaurant with the free when you buy a steak
I'm like an
Shakin up the
out the combination
To iphone application
I got the the menu is the rest of me
My car match my Jordan's and some say that was fresh of me
I'm like The Loch Ness sittin up in a dropped
Hangin like a chain that you might see up on 'Pacs
I'm the last poem
Tell them suckas go on
How yo is that cologne
I got it on
I'm a new glock holdin down an old block
And even though it's crack rock they protect it like Fort Knox
We eattin chops with a real Muslim aura
We hit Hawaii like it's Harbor
Tora! Tora!
I might say
Or what's the score-a
And you can ask for you want but I got nothing for ya