| Lyrics: | I flipped a lexi, speed up and catch me
Lexus of concord, reached out and touched me
Some
of you hoe fake ass niggas like roz, be messy
I know some beautiful black intelligent women,
they're sexy
E-40's back and blackened
I don't be barkin, nor even high cappin
You
better watch me, i'm comin smebbin
Ninety-five, ninety-six, ninety-seven
Bet your
persodian, 30-r-6-castodian
Special shout to casual del the souls and opium
About the
town, the valley-joe
Just like a democratic, i'm for' the po'
Fuck the bumble, you bitch
it ain't no punk hoe
Pedestrian stumble sound like a gorilla
Tryin to get up out of a
trunk hoe
Continue strikin it, hope you likin it
They'll be makin nasties at the bus stop
and trackin it
Every egg that i pull in bulges
When it comes to spittin i'm ferocious
Management in cabbages, savage
Hangin out when all the sudden i'm eatin ham sandwiches
All
day, everyday, 40 play, he say
She say, bieetch! that-a-way
Keep it goin though - don't
stop
Shakin baking soda, forms a rock
36 steps on a triple beam scale
Burn the duct
tape but keep all the ya-yo
Rip a peel, extra crisp, really really
Ate it like i'm a
specialist
(drisidrisomina?) is the illest zaggin
Thinkin i put cause like this
You
know i'm (puzackin'?)
M the mornin, cookin bacon
From the ghetto in the bullet-proof
apron
Here comes the laws, valium crushin through my balls
I rip my drawers runnin from
the canine cocaine-sniffing dogs
Some niggaz hate me, some niggaz love me
Some niggaz
shake my paw, some niggaz mug
I see ya tweakin, i see ya peekin
Y'all bootches with me,
why you sleepin?
A motherfucker ain't gotta be flash gordon
Always runnin up the
backstreets in a batch
That having a hoe protect the shit won't work
That batch just wants
your scrizzach
Lettin em know, preferred zodiac sign scorpio
See the breeze soldier,
v-a-l-l-e-j-o
Never show witness to your
Never leave your crib with out your pepper,
beeotch!
I'm tryin to get legal with it
Open up a shop cotton candy and licorice
Cash
in stashes, that's a must
We leavin with a million and that's a plus
Don't get it twisted,
don't try to find me
Might be in switzerland, or hawaii
1-2-3-40, wheels new shoes
scrappin toe to toe
Crack black jack and keno, strike sideways hit reno
Ball cappin, no
smilin
Sittin lo somethin profilin, beeitch!
Fuck the bumble, you bitches it ain't no punk
hoe
You clits it ain't no punk hoe
(outro chit chat) |
