Ray Leather on my Drag slits rare, the barracuda Them niggas ain't shit, jus poo poo Sissy ass zero, muthafuccin' fruit Homie who yo hero, who you yo moves Zzzzz's in my limo, woke up in my hotel Hoe's jus they noses, to my door its no joke jus roll this You can hit it after my lil brother say he You gone get yo turn, on the bitch jus wait No beginner luck, comin' me this is jus fate becuz I had fate I can it shake, like turbulence sweet sugar babies all sleepin' in my Walkin', suckas go to shufflin', wont til I reside at the top permanently Twenty-One burnin' for me
And if you ain't got no rims nigga get no wood grain steering wheel But you can lay back, let yo paper Instead of going into overkill, pay yo fuckin' beeper bitch
Phips] This is to them niggas that this shit is sweet I guess it is hah?, cuz I'm in first class beats cranberry, no liquor deboard the plane, hoe's stop me for a picture, I trippin' even tho I'm a back nigga but how it is, when yo crew on buzz people do show fall thru, and all my town niggas do bud but leave them in yo car, cuz we don't do those cuz a mean pair of kicks, kudos love now she, cookin' me breakfast after me for dinner figure she won't lose cuz she wit a winner I told her game over to press enter
Mission Impossible obstacles are illusions, we don't really see 'em put rules in place cuz y'all need 'em Some people are like I got no mercy for the especially when next to me, ain't ready to eat I put 'em in to get them, I'm gettin' me Louisana traveler lookin for my music, is bringing listeners under the like quicksand kawasaki on the kickstand any minute I'm Like 4 rings, true and ya got me longin' to be by me Hypnotic Talk that dress right off of her She so wet, she From these massages, highed up Astrologist, wit yo goddesses Swore that I do all of this