This out to all sides worldwide Let that playa ass nigga, be yo guide As we go on a to hood, chrome, leather, and wood And it feels so
One I, woke up next to a peanut butter and a caramel chick Feelin' fucked up, out, freaked on Thinkin' about my new truck with tha' deep Meanin' chrome, deep chrome, in tha deep dome a massage and a menage, we got in the shower Let water trickle tha crack of the back of they booty Got out tha tub and went to the master bedroom One put on Prada, one put on Ludi, I put on Duty calls, I'm bout to hit tha scene and
But before I leave, I spray on some Issey my truck up to tha wash, put tha sparkle back on Wax on, wax off Mr. Miagi Go to tha liquor so I can get blunts, get yak So I can sip some while I one into every follicle of my body Calmin' down every molecule, makin' sure I don't trip Hit one
Hop in tha' ride, come and it wit me So I can take you through so and so hundred block And show you how my people be it in tha windy city I wanna show you where I out at, where we make our scratch While we sit on leather grippin' Where tha' hustla's got packs and tha G's got And that pimps got lacks, through the hood And it feels so
And it so good corners with my pinky man Through my on a B And switchin' is understood I'm a livin' pimpish man and wood Said it feels so
Now I seen plenty niggas flip twenties Flip twenty-ones, twenty-twoes Flip Jordans, flip ballin', new clothes Momma got a new store, TV screens, hundred-forty And we fittina' roll, right off Madison to the In a drop-top henny rollin' reckless
Feelin' so good I roll my vehicle to Texas And spit it like, is for tha syrup sippers Gotta slow it down so you feel it, plus it make tha words And spit screwed shit and do shit so that you understand When it come to rapid-fire lyric Adrenaline then I be the motherfuckin' man, get the When I hit the club freak in
It's the weekend and the DJ bumpin' Track like some Southern Black blues Or like tha Cooper, got And they got shoes it's packet-proof I be tha hottest rap Dude, ride to this you peel yo hood You could go tha block or travel tha whole world you come back it's still your hood And it feels so
And it feels so Turnin' with my pinky man my hood on a B And switchin' is understood I'm a baller livin' man Leather and it feels so good
I spit some game wit tha intellect to tha Like I'm in tha Brittanica Come and take over tha world wit' me If you good I can see if I can be yo manager Get yo career on and yo life on point And show you how yo taxes go Tactics quicker than a hat-trick go
Smokin on fire, galactic dro I know it's when you smoke that fire Puff that herb, get that dirt, hit that Cop yourself a motherfuckin' car Cop yourself a motherfuckin' Bently Pop that ass, throw that dick, twork thing Bust that nut, drop that top, the base up Put you a paint on tha truck
Get iced up, bumpin' Twista as I new shoes rollin' smooth up in K-town In my city come and it Ghetto Blues If you snooze, you don't pay dues for tha Tre-pound Take tha time to kick wit' yo home girls and feel yo on hatin' on tha l, big family We gon' come up and Im'a still smoke good And it feels so
And it so good Turnin' with my pinky man my hood on a B And switchin' is understood I'm a livin' pimpish man and wood Said it so good
And switchin' is understood I'm a baller livin' man and wood Said it feels so
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