Uh, (Hehe) Smoke somethin', bitch, smoke
I'm up early 'cuz my nigga don't sell dope after night Love choppin' blades, rollin' 'N move the dope through the Pimp C, bitch, at yo' bitch, now yo' bitch on my team Got her buyin' us sticky green, lace some promythazine
Candy sweets, a candy bitch, you lookin' at a boy I done came down Main and trunk Hit the switch on my toy We all young boyz, that's why we act this way Tryin' to see a million Hopin' these niggas blast today
Pro smoke, pro choke, anti-broke, liberal Left-wing slangin', right-wing in criminal court, it's civil In the middle of reality, mysteries riddle over fat cats, and gettin' my thoughts off bits and kibbles On note pads I scribble, write that'll make you think
so hard it'll break your synchronicity Fuck it, take it, trick, I it, blink 'n poof We disappearin' into a of dozier Cloud composures, all-nighters Folger's But, bitch, I to told ya
Rollin' (Rollin' Seville) Grippin' my (Grippin' my steal) My Tahoe real, man, I'm wood 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) Might pop me a pill, bitch, I'm workin' wheel
on the hill (House on the hill) Marijuana (Marijuana fields) Grippin' my steal, bitch, I'm workin' wood
They me, "Bun, don't go there", but man, I just gots to bring it These niggas, they wanna on that Texas but scared to sing it don't know what that star 'bout They know what that bar 'bout They know what that candy car 'bout or smokin' that joint 'bout
All they know is what the fuck I 'em or what the fuck we sell 'em Smokin' Swishers, wood grain, and stains on cerebellums Rebellum, propell 'em, gel 'em from P.A. to Deep 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, top 'lac, north star fifth wheel on back Sometimes I feel like Lil' Ke my trunk steady hummin' Had to leave my 'cuz I fell in love with my chrome plated woman
I love my wood Grant, '84 Cadillacs that slant Slowed down Screw tapes that knock, 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 teeth
wheel and grill (Fifth and grill) Candy (Candy Seville) Might pop a pill, bitch, I'm workin' wood (Workin' wheel)
on the hill (House on the hill) Flexin' (Flexin' mils) Countin' up my scrill, bitch, I'm workin' wheel
Comin' so trill (Comin' so trill) Nigga, how you (Nigga, how you feel?) Might pop a pill, bitch, I'm workin' wheel
the steal (Grippin' the steal) Nigga, I'm so (Nigga, I'm so real) Bitch, how you feel? Nigga, I'm workin' wood
Smokin' on bionic, ubonic chronic, so ironic Sippin' gin and tonic, supersonic like Mnemonic We crash your party, piss on parade Sip syrup it's Lemonade From Paris to the Palisades to the Bomb and fade, the car, break worlds, it's plain as day That's the we came to play, it don't change, ain't a thang to say
It's down in the H-Town playa from the South 'bout to blaze a pound Tryin' to find me a with some good mouth I know you freaky bitches know what I'm 'bout Ain't got no time to play, Let me get a little throwed off good skunk
Bitch, you know who the fuck I was Off in the street, lookin' for the good Bitch, I don't give a fuck yo' man, so tryin' to fuck fast, I'ma fuck slow How the you're gonna out-fuck James, ho? Like Pendergrass, you better let it go
Gettin' fo' head doctors, show shockers, body rockers Late night do' Gotta us off big pimpin', baby, we ho clockers bosses, takin' no losses, best go ask aks Lil' Wee-wee Baby brother, Sweet James Jones, pimpin' at its finest haters and ho-hustlers behind us, rewind us
Touched like Midas, these ass niggas they study and bite us Couldn't not recite us, to our show And niggas try to fight us Ho niggas and talk, trill niggas bust and leave How the you're gonna go to war When you bitch ass niggas ain't got no
big kill (Blowin' big kill) Million deals (Million deals) Nigga, I'm so trill, bitch, I'm workin' wood
Uh, down one time for the king, Lil' J somethin', bitch