Uh, (Hehe) Smoke somethin', bitch, smoke
I'm up early 'cuz my don't sell dope after night time Love blades, rollin' hooptie 'N move the through the pipeline Pimp C, bitch, holla at yo' bitch, now yo' on my team Got her buyin' us sticky green, lace some with
Candy sweets, a candy bitch, you lookin' at a boy I done down Main and popped trunk Hit the switch on my toy We all young ghetto boyz, that's why we act way Tryin' to see a million Hopin' these niggas don't blast
Pro smoke, pro choke, anti-broke, conservative Left-wing slangin', right-wing hangin' in criminal court, civil In the middle of reality, unsolved riddle Knockin' over fat cats, and gettin' my off bits and kibbles On note pads I scribble, write rippers that'll make you
Snap so it'll break your synchronicity Fuck it, take it, trick, I it, blink 'n poof We disappearin' a shroud of dozier Cloud composures, all-nighters Folger's But, bitch, I to told ya
Rollin' (Rollin' Seville) my steal (Grippin' my steal) My Tahoe real, man, I'm workin' wheel
DeVille (Sedan DeVille) House on the (House on the hill), Countin' up my scrill, bitch, I'm workin' wheel
Nigga, how you (Nigga, how you feel?) I feel so (I so trill) pop me a pill, bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel
House on the (House on the hill) Marijuana (Marijuana fields) my steal, bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel
They tellin' me, "Bun, go there", but man, I just gots to bring it These niggas, they wanna hate on that but scared to sing it They don't know what that star They know what that bar 'bout They don't know what that candy car 'bout or that joint 'bout
All they is what the fuck I tell 'em or what the fuck we sell 'em Smokin' Swishers, wood grain, and stains on cerebellums Rebellum, 'em, gel 'em from P.A. to Deep Ellum Tell 'em I tol' 'em, wrote 'em, it, phone 'em to hell, to heaven
I just spent 60 G's on a brand new Black-on-black, drop top 'lac, north star wheel on back Sometimes I feel like Lil' Ke when my trunk steady Had to leave my bitch I fell in love with my chrome plated woman
I love my wood wheel Grant, '84 that slant Slowed down tapes that knock, blowin' on Green private stock Bitch, I don't eat hamhocks, try 20 ounce beef Hangin' with young niggas, that big triggas 'N got big ass diamonds off in they
Fifth wheel and (Fifth and grill) Seville (Candy Seville) Might pop a pill, bitch, I'm workin' wood (Workin' wheel)
House on the (House on the hill) Flexin' (Flexin' mils) Countin' up my scrill, bitch, I'm wood wheel
Comin' down so (Comin' so trill) Nigga, how you (Nigga, how you feel?) Might pop a pill, bitch, I'm workin' wheel
Grippin' the (Grippin' the steal) Nigga, I'm so (Nigga, I'm so real) Bitch, how you feel? Nigga, I'm workin' wheel
Smokin' on bionic, chronic, it's so ironic gin and tonic, supersonic like Johnny Mnemonic We crash your party, piss on parade Sip syrup like it's From Paris to the Palisades to the Bomb and fade, closes the car, worlds, it's plain as day That's the game we came to play, it don't change, ain't a to say
It's goin' down in the Young playa from the South to blaze a pound Tryin' to find me a bopp with some mouth I know you freaky bitches what I'm talkin' 'bout got no time to play, girl Let me get a little off some good skunk
Bitch, you know who the fuck I was Off in the street, for the good stuff? Bitch, I don't a fuck about yo' man, so Bitch tryin' to fuck fast, I'ma slow How the you're gonna out-fuck James, ho? Like Teddy Pendergrass, you let it go
ready fo' head doctors, show shockers, body rockers Late do' knockers break us off big pimpin', baby, we ho clockers Bitch bosses, no losses, best go ask aks Lil' Wee-wee Baby brother, James Jones, guerrilla pimpin' at its finest haters and ho-hustlers behind us, rewind us
Touched like Midas, these bitch ass niggas study and bite us Couldn't not us, come to our show And niggas try to fight us Ho niggas scream and talk, trill niggas and leave How the you're gonna go to war When you ass niggas ain't got no cheese?
big kill (Blowin' big kill) Million dollar (Million deals) Nigga, I'm so trill, bitch, I'm workin' wheel
Uh, down one time for the king, Lil' J somethin', bitch