I told they ain't ready for the smoke though (oh!) Still got niggas be pointin' guns at the po-po Probably got a picture of your in my photos was you in front the building when she was out my four-door Shit, but you like 19 now? But you still never had like 19 thou' In my day I had to work to bring the white fiends Brought some crackheads around, to wipe the V down Why drink Rose when Jay got Free Leek he was with me the other day up in of pretty watches with the frozen up faces We got them lawyers we can call to close up the cases Shit, I'm from Harlem, I stunt in is outrageous Went up in the dealer just to cop outrageous Yeah we got parents, but the drug dealers us And shit, I prayed to God, but the lord never us So we stuck what we stuck, what was fuckin' that? I pack guns with shoulder stocks with the attached We take trips to different places with the butler Or playback the Maybach, press a button
Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my
Supreme Court hearings, brand new Suede pipe seats, steering this is art that come with no commission Could be a man, but you gotta know the vision Private jets just to blow the me 'cause I been accused of male chauvinism Gettin' head in the whip, and havin' no Never 'cause I keep that fully loaded with em Shit, you I gotta shout the bros in prison (eastside) My nigga Gleem is like a blow Shit, he cook it up and watch it Shit, now it up and let it hit the air (light that up) I was Ace of Spade all in this bitch's ear I told her, like women like Richard Gere Uh, pack and stay fly is a part of us Four bitches up in the Benz, it's like a party bus All tough talk, but niggas ain't as hard as us I cook at the kitchen, watch it harden up
Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my My, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my