Mob bitch I know you But check doe
I'm in the S-E Sitting low, stick in the flo', oh The hoe want me to come Take her for a ride in my blue Lex
But the ain't got no gas fetti So I burnt her fast Freddy Hit me on the first your mail has come And maybe we can go to the or somethin'
ass shit for the mob When I a zillion I resign I'm realer than a hundred dollar bill with the across When Christmas around ask Santa Claus
do you know E-40? Bet you nigga say, "That's my homey!" We used to perv curb trip to my grandma with them brandy almost every day
is cool, but I'm on gin Santa me, a new mac-10
Yeah, click shit a motherfucker's night Niggaz listen to it 'cuz it's twisted unlisted on the highways We riding sideways,
I'm riding sideways, way thatta way Back up the coupe and roll I'm riding sideways, way thatta way Made a left at the corner it was hoes
I'm riding sideways, this way way I'm looking for a big I'm riding sideways, way thatta way Hoes see this of shit and go reala
I'm city to city me and leviti So get your toilet paper 'cuz gon' get shitty I hit the highway east ounces of yeast
I'm playin' game 'cuz a nigga my age be I met her last night and she paged me Wanna know if b-legit can it tonight sixteen, way too tight
But age ain't nothin' but a Baby got her done by shanda Nine ten, eleven and up If you bleed, you get
No not me, not I break the bootch down a two by fo' Every fuckin' day is a holiday, the bitch is actin' crabby That she's on her menestration
I be like fuckin' em dissin' it to the highest Talkin' more shit than A str-uh, strizuck out in my supreme on a Friday Which way we Riding sideways,
I'm riding sideways, this way way about a buck fifty I'm sideways, this way thatta way out and full of that cisco
I'm riding sideways, this way way swervin' runnin' all into the curb I'm riding sideways, this way way 'Bout a gallon to the dome, that's the hit
See hogg nigga, Beverly hill Billy Neck bone, socks, tails, pork 'N' beans and Just like my Celly, we likes to kick it silly Regurgitate and kick a move up out the telly
'Cause out there bad ain't satisfied Hoes just wanna be But I can't do no 'cuz the justice ain't to be did Bitch you usin' too red
Now I've been to break niggaz off Hard type or soft, line 'em up 'em up as a loss See me in the parking lot doing my to see my old school dance in the rain
The po-po's came they closed up shop Smashed through the hood and we made hot You see the shit don't stop, pop drop coney air shocks
Riding through the like racer x And if a motherfucker break back and necks Running red and the right-of-ways How we get it doe? We get it sideways,
I'm riding sideways, this way way at night up and down saying hi I'm sideways, this way thatta way Be trapped trunk, boulevard
I'm riding sideways, this way way here you little hard-ass boy I'm riding sideways, this way way Niggaz like to hear this type of when they crawl