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1  Yeah, yeah   [Intro]       1
2  Oh, no, louder, oh, no, louder, oh, no   Uh huh, yeah                             2
3                    Uh huh, yeah 3
4  Drop, drop, my homies that ride chromies   Oh no (louder) oh no (louder)           4
5  Let it pop, pop, at the bar, Budden, them bottles   Uh huh, uh huh                                        5
1  An' them shots, shots, my ladies, it's all gravy   1
6  If you hot, hot, then come back to the spot, spot   [Chorus]                                                          6
7  An' maybe we can bone, bone                            (Drop drop) - my homies that ride chromies let it 7
8                                                                   (Pop pop) - at the bar Budden them bottles and them 8
9  Know that we chillin', she somethin' shakin'                   (Shots shots) - my ladies it's all gravy if you 9
10  In her thong, thong, gangsta, gangsta                                           (Hot hot) then come back to the (spot spot) and maybe we can 10
11  Paper, paper, long, long an' for my riders all over            (Bone bone) - know that we chilling, she something shaking in her 11
12  Now you know we wanna hit it, hit it   (Thong thong) - gangsta gangsta, paper paper          12
13  Don't stop, get it, get it                      (Long long) - and for my riders all over 13
1  Now you know we wanna hit it hit it1
2  Don't stop, get it get it2
      
3  [Verse]3
  Sick wit it, I keep paper around me  Sick wit it, I keep paper around me
14  So I know this, everybody got the vapors around me   So I know that everybody got the vapors around me 14
15  See me in a big truck, thin rubber ridin'   See me in a big truck thin rubber riding 15
16  2 way an' a broad an' got 10 others squattin'   2 Way and a broad, and got 10 others squatting 16
17                                               Cause I know Cal broads act up man 17
18  'Cause I know Cal broads act up, man             So 'cha man man gotta keep a back up plan 18
19  So 'cha man, man, gotta keep a back up plan            Not                                a dance floor nucka [nigga] 19
20  Not a dance floor nucka                              I'm take em home get em to drop they pants 20
21  I'm take 'em home, get 'em to drop they pants   And gross nucka till the (drip drip)                    21
22  An' gross, nucka, 'til the drip, drip                                  No you not my wife no you can't handle my (kid kid) 22
23                                                      I'm just trying to put in your (rib rib) 23
2  No, you not my wife, no, you no handle my kid, kid   2
3  I'm just tryin' to put in your rib, rib   3
  Through Cheetah, we in the four door Beem  Through Cheetah, we in the four door Beem
24  Not like the two seater, like the kid only got a few divas   Not like the two door like the kid only got a few divas 24
25                                           Drive wit my knees, seat recline 25
26  Drive wit my knees, seats recline                            While she leaned over giving me a piece of her mind 26
27  While she leaned over givin' me a piece of her mind   I be sizing em up from they thighs and above       27
28  I be sizin' 'em up from they thighs an' above                    Holla at me if you wanna come and ride wit a thug, yeah! 28
4  Holla at me if you wanna come an' ride wit a thug, yeah   4
29              [Chorus] 29
5  Drop, drop, my homies that ride chromies   5
30  Let it pop, pop, at the bar, Budden, them bottles   [Bridge]                                                        30
31  An' them shots, shots, my ladies, it's all gravy   All                       my ladies if you riding! 31
32  If you hot, hot, then come back to       the spot, spot                           Then you know                         to skip the shotgun and bag the one driving 32
33  An' maybe we can bone, bone   All my nuckas if you riding! 33
34                                                          Don't trip plenty cash if she stingy wit ass 34
6  Know that we chillin', she somethin' shakin'   6
35  In her thong, thong, gangsta, gangsta   [Verse]                                         35
36  Paper, paper, long, long an' for my riders all over   Yo boy got a street chick                        36
37  Now you know we wanna hit it, hit it   Rocks Chanelle she focused ('focused man')               37
38  Don't stop, get it, get it                                  Stay wit a bag of fine and no elder rolling (uh) 38
7   7
8  All my ladies, if you ridin'   8
9  Then you know to skip the shotgun an' bag the one drivin'   9
10  All my nuckas, if you ridin'   10
11  Don't trip, plenty cash, if she stingy wit ass   11
12   12
13  Yo' boy got a street chick, rocks, Channel, she focused   13
14  Stay wit a bag of fine an' no elder rollin'   14
  She just one of my dames, gotta stay cool  She just one of my dames, gotta stay cool
39  With everything I got is under her name, it's on               Everything             I got is under her name, it's on! (top top) 39
4  And I'm the same dude came up from the (block block)4
5  I'm doing it baby I can't (stop stop)5
6  In my rear view I'm getting tailed by the (cops cops)6
7  Clean but kit got me looking like I'm (hot hot)7
8  I ain't on the (streets streets) dawg8
9  Just trying to (eat eat)9
10  So fall back jerk, cop I ain't (beat beat)10
11  Can't miss me, I'm the guy in the V-Tweezy11
12  And that dime you was hollering at, she's wit me in the12
13      13
14  [Chorus]14
15      15
16  [Verse]16
17  Chicks wit nice bodies, whip be wide body17
18  Backseat emtpy, clips can ride shotty, We gon' (ride ride)18
19  See yo boy getting a million19
20  We ain't merking it, Nathan had they missing a ceiling20
21  And, could catch me spendning time at the bar21
22  You like your water frozen, dawg I like mine in a jar22
23  We get it (crunk crunk) y'all hear the system out in the (trunk trunk)23
24  Thump thump Budden be giving you what you want now24
      
40  Top, top an' I'm the same dude, came up from the block, block   [Chorus]                                                                      40
15  I'm doing it, baby, I can't stop, stop   15
16  In my rear view, I'm gettin' tailed by the cops, cops   16
17  Clean but kit got me lookin' like I'm hot, hot   17
18   18
19  I ain't on the streets, streets, dog just tryin' to eat, eat   19
20  So fall back, jerk, cop, I ain't beat, beat   20
21  Can't miss me, I'm the guy in the V Tweezy   21
22  An' that dime you was hollerin' at, she's wit me in the   22
23   23
24  Drop, drop, my homies that ride chromies   24
25  Let it pop, pop, at the bar, Budden, them bottles   25
26  An' them shots, shots, my ladies, it's all gravy   26
27  If you hot, hot, then come back to the spot, spot   27
28  An' maybe we can bone, bone   28
29   29
30  Know that we chillin', she somethin' shakin'   30
31  In her thong, thong, gangsta, gangsta   31
32  Paper, paper, long, long an' for my riders all over   32
33  Now you know we wanna hit it, hit it   33
34  Don't stop, get it, get it   34
35   35
36  Chicks wit nice bodies, whips be wide body   36
37  Backseat empty, clips can ride, shorty, we gon' ride, ride   37
38  See yo' boy gettin' a million   38
39  We ain't merkin' it, Nathan had they missin' a ceiling   39
40   40
41  An' could catch me spendin' time at the bar   41
42  You like your water frozen, dog, I like mine in a jar   42
43  We get it crunk, crunk   43
44  Y'all hear the system out in the trunk, trunk   44
45  Thump, thump, Budden be givin' you what you want now   45
46   46
47  Drop, drop, my homies that ride chromies   47
48  Let it pop, pop, at the bar, Budden, them bottles   48
49  An' them shots, shots, my ladies, it's all gravy   49
50  If you hot, hot, then come back to the spot, spot   50
51  An' maybe we can bone, bone   51
52   52
53  Know that we chillin', she somethin' shakin'   53
54  In her thong, thong, gangsta, gangsta   54
55  Paper, paper, long, long an' for my riders all over   55
56  Now you know we wanna hit it, hit it   56
57  Don't stop, get it, get it   57
      


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