Yea we see you a bottle at your little table stuntin' And we comin' by the bar get the up your frontin'
on 'em We pressure on 'em We puttin' on 'em We pressure on 'em
Okay we see you in your Phantom actin' cocky with misses Yea you ballin' till you see us pullup and none of bitches puttin'
on 'em We pressure on 'em We puttin' on 'em We puttin' on 'em
When we do this shit now me why is you competing When I be that type of nigga that get money I'm sleeping And when I'm farting and shittin' I cop on the weekend So ambitious my accoundents cop continents I'm eating for me Bussa Buss the most dominant, retreating the street up, shit be sounding remarkable When I'm speaking Huge rechargable batteries, bitch I'm tweaking, Short circuit electric chair bolteses every Coly *HIIIH* Like I'm short for breath drowning in rushes Fuck a blunt bitch I'm inhaling muffales(?) and smoke from I defend my money like I come to punish Defence from infections, the way that BUSS IS Ain't no around, I'm frontin, Get it? As for getting this bread Im vomit so disgusting with it Here's my other alias, forget it, call me Snow-blower this bread like its nothing with it
Yea we see you bust a bottle at your little stuntin' And we comin' by the bar get the fucking up your
on 'em We puttin' on 'em We pressure on 'em We puttin' on 'em
Okay we see you in your actin' cocky with your misses Yea you ballin' till you see us pullup and of them bitches puttin'
on 'em We puttin' on 'em We pressure on 'em We puttin' on 'em
Okay, Weezy F Baby man I gotta put the on 'em Young Money the special team, we so Hester on 'em Right up on your girls lips, got my resting on 'em as they woke up, it came and left it on 'em Swag with no effort on em, than a leopard on 'em If he got watch me sprinkle salt and pepper on 'em No Spinderella just metal for any fellow settle everything for me and everything for me Smoking on that G13 and everything y'all bitchass niggas, kiss-ass niggas Blood 6 flags niggas, no rollercoaster shit we hold the bread the hoes hold the toasters Young Casanova, I bend their asses She say my dick stronger than a sixpack of Man Im so fly I got Pressure pipes, but Weezy bust twice
Yea we see you bust a at your little table stuntin' And we by the bar get the fucking up your frontin'
on 'em We pressure on 'em We pressure on 'em We puttin' on 'em
Okay we see you in your Phantom cocky with your misses Yea you ballin' till you see us pullup and none of them puttin'
on 'em We puttin' on 'em We pressure on 'em We pressure on 'em