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 mornin' I, woke up to a peanut butter and a caramel chick fucked up, flicked out, freaked on Thinkin' about my new truck tha' deep dish Meanin' deep chrome, deep chrome, in tha dome After a massage and a menage, we got in the 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 Issey Miyake my truck up to tha wash, put tha sparkle back on Wax on, wax off like Mr. Go to tha liquor so I can get blunts, get yak So I can sip while I split one Chronicle into every follicle of my Calmin' down every molecule, makin' sure I don't none Hit one
Hop in tha' ride, come and it wit me So I can take you tha' so and so hundred block And show you how my be kickin' it in tha windy city I wanna show you where I hang out at, where we make our While we sit on leather wood tha' hustla's got packs and tha G's got stacks And that pimps got lacks, rollin' through the And it feels so
And it so good Turnin' with my pinky man my hood on a B And switchin' lanes is I'm a baller livin' man and wood Said it so good
Now I done plenty niggas flip twenties twenty-ones, flip twenty-twoes Flip Jordans, two-fours ballin', new clothes Momma got a new store, TV screens, spokes And we fittina' roll, off Madison to the manor In a Lexus Sippin' henny rollin'
Feelin' so good I could my vehicle to Texas And spit it like, this is for tha syrup Gotta slow it down so you feel it, it make tha words figure And some screwed shit and do shit so that you understand When it come to rapid-fire lyric Adrenaline I be the motherfuckin' man, get the love I hit the club gotta freak in
It's the weekend and the DJ bumpin' Track move like Southern Black blues Or tha Cooper, got cruise And they got shoes it's packet-proof I be tha hottest rap Dude, ride to this you peel yo hood You could go around tha or travel tha whole world When you come back it's still your And it feels so
And it so good Turnin' with my pinky man my hood on a B And lanes is understood I'm a baller pimpish man Leather and Said it feels so
I spit some game wit tha intellect to tha Like I'm in tha Encyclopedia Come and take tha world wit' me girl If you I might can see if I can be yo manager Get yo career on and yo life on point And I'll you how yo taxes go Tactics flow quicker a hat-trick go
Smokin on some fire, dro I know it's good when you smoke that Puff that herb, get that dirt, hit lick Cop yourself a motherfuckin' car Cop yourself a motherfuckin' crib 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 up, bumpin' Twista grooves as I cruise new shoes rollin' up in K-town In my come and feel it Ghetto Blues If you snooze, you lose don't pay dues for tha Take tha time to kick yo home girls and feel yo nugz Keep on on tha l, big family We gon' steady come up and Im'a still smoke And it feels so
And it feels so Turnin' corners with my man my hood on a B And lanes is understood I'm a livin' pimpish man Leather and it feels so good
And switchin' lanes is I'm a baller pimpish man and wood Said it so good
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