What's up, nigga? What's up, my Just loungin', you know, 'Bout to this forty ounce++++ Oh, look at you, lil' ol' ass, nigga Well, you know I got to have it, my brother, nothin' changed
You wanna hit it? Yeah, up? Hey man, you tell me up with the album, man? Hey man, we tryina finish That muthafucka, man and I need one more song, no Yeah, I wanted to know, if you wanted to on it? Oh, without a you know I'd love to remember that shit You was bustin' for me over the
That sucka free shit? Yeah, I remember shit Well, won't you put shit right about here Sucka, sucka, sucka, now a sucka up off of you
Did you miss me? It took a little time to get sucka But since a young G it's PPC, no shame in the name And still true to the game, servin' suckers, just the same No sense, and dwellin' in the past tense, I with Quik So you check your ladies, gents, 'cause I'ma teach her How to break you, right I break her
After I make her, then I her, yeah, I know, you heard it all before But I can't deal, 'cause I see still simpin' for a hoe Claimin' pimp but payin' for the pu', silly sucker Punk muthafucka, they only and jock 'cause you're fillin' up They pocket books and you're judgin' bitches by they looks When it's really all about, she can do for you
I do for me and still see a true, Do you hear me, bro? Got your name all on lips, but your chick trips Oh no, never will I to your level and I got seventeen for ya, devil Too True to let a sucker like you, make me do somethin' That I don't wanna do, I'm still with it, you gots to deal with it
I serve ass like a clocker, I don't give a fuck but who you're doin' How you're doin or what you do it with, you miss me the dumb shit, so when you're speakin' on the Playa Hamm Or my nigga Quik, everybody knows, suckin' on a fat dick It nothin to nuttin' in your ass, so that you see clear boomin' In your ear, so I know you hear bump this in coupe With your R&B wanna be me? Trick ass, I'm free