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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 10
11  Paper, paper, long, long an' for my riders all over   (spot spot) and maybe we can                        11
12  Now you    know       we wanna hit it, hit it   (Bone bone) - know that we chilling,                    12
13  Don't stop, get it, get it   she something shaking in her     13
1  (Thong thong) - gangsta gangsta, paper paper1
2  (Long long) - and for my riders all over2
3  Now you know we wanna hit it hit it3
4  Don't stop, get it get it4
      
5  [Verse]5
  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       32
33  An' maybe we can bone, bone   and bag the one driving       33
34                                       All my nuckas if you riding! 34
35  Know that we chillin',     she somethin' shakin'        Don't trip plenty cash if she stingy wit ass 35
6  In her thong, thong, gangsta, gangsta   6
36  Paper, paper, long, long an' for my riders all over   [Verse]                                                       36
37  Now you know we wanna hit it, hit it   Yo boy got a street chick               37
38  Don't stop, get it, get it   Rocks Chanelle she focused ('focused man') 38
39                                                                Stay wit a bag of fine and no elder rolling (uh) 39
7  All my ladies, if you ridin'   7
8  Then you know to skip the shotgun an' bag the one drivin'   8
9  All my nuckas, if you ridin'   9
10  Don't trip, plenty cash, if she stingy wit ass   10
11   11
12  Yo' boy got a street chick, rocks, Channel, she focused   12
13  Stay wit a bag of fine an' no elder rollin'   13
  She just one of my dames, gotta stay cool  She just one of my dames, gotta stay cool
40  With everything I got is under her name, it's on               Everything             I got is under her name, it's on! (top top) 40
6  And I'm the same dude came up from the (block block)6
7  I'm doing it baby I can't (stop stop)7
8  In my rear view I'm getting tailed by the (cops cops)8
9  Clean but kit got me looking like I'm (hot hot)9
10  I ain't on the (streets streets) dawg10
11  Just trying to (eat eat)11
12  So fall back jerk, cop I ain't (beat beat)12
13  Can't miss me, I'm the guy in the V-Tweezy13
14  And that dime you was hollering at, she's wit me in the14
15      15
16  [Chorus]16
17      17
18  [Verse]18
19  Chicks wit nice bodies, whip be wide body19
20  Backseat emtpy, clips can ride20
21  shotty, We gon' (ride ride)21
22  See yo boy getting a million22
23  We ain't merking it, Nathan had they missing a ceiling23
24  And, could catch me spendning time at the bar24
25  You like your water frozen, dawg I like mine in a jar25
26  We get it (crunk crunk) y'all hear the26
27  system out in the (trunk trunk)27
28  Thump thump Budden be giving you what you want now28
      
41  Top, top an' I'm the same dude, came up from the block, block   [Chorus]                                                                      41
14  I'm doing it, baby, I can't stop, stop   14
15  In my rear view, I'm gettin' tailed by the cops, cops   15
16  Clean but kit got me lookin' like I'm hot, hot   16
17   17
18  I ain't on the streets, streets, dog just tryin' to eat, eat   18
19  So fall back, jerk, cop, I ain't beat, beat   19
20  Can't miss me, I'm the guy in the V Tweezy   20
21  An' that dime you was hollerin' at, she's wit me in the   21
22   22
23  Drop, drop, my homies that ride chromies   23
24  Let it pop, pop, at the bar, Budden, them bottles   24
25  An' them shots, shots, my ladies, it's all gravy   25
26  If you hot, hot, then come back to the spot, spot   26
27  An' maybe we can bone, bone   27
28   28
29  Know that we chillin', she somethin' shakin'   29
30  In her thong, thong, gangsta, gangsta   30
31  Paper, paper, long, long an' for my riders all over   31
32  Now you know we wanna hit it, hit it   32
33  Don't stop, get it, get it   33
34   34
35  Chicks wit nice bodies, whips be wide body   35
36  Backseat empty, clips can ride, shorty, we gon' ride, ride   36
37  See yo' boy gettin' a million   37
38  We ain't merkin' it, Nathan had they missin' a ceiling   38
39   39
40  An' could catch me spendin' time at the bar   40
41  You like your water frozen, dog, I like mine in a jar   41
42  We get it crunk, crunk   42
43  Y'all hear the system out in the trunk, trunk   43
44  Thump, thump, Budden be givin' you what you want now   44
45   45
46  Drop, drop, my homies that ride chromies   46
47  Let it pop, pop, at the bar, Budden, them bottles   47
48  An' them shots, shots, my ladies, it's all gravy   48
49  If you hot, hot, then come back to the spot, spot   49
50  An' maybe we can bone, bone   50
51   51
52  Know that we chillin', she somethin' shakin'   52
53  In her thong, thong, gangsta, gangsta   53
54  Paper, paper, long, long an' for my riders all over   54
55  Now you know we wanna hit it, hit it   55
56  Don't stop, get it, get it   56
      


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