Yo, yo, yo, yo Bobby what up, what up? I can't really hear you
Aiyo, I left ten pounds in the trunk and I gave Sha' ten
Make sure he drops them shits off
I'm on my way back to Mexico, to pick up another hundred
Can you hear me? can you hear me?
Yo make the drop off, don't forget man
Yo, I got niggaz on the block, block niggaz with them gats, gats
Niggaz on the strip, strip puffin' them packs, packs
To my workers that stays sharp like razors
Play my part and blaze it, we brave heart with paper
My niggaz got that Dutch, Dutch niggaz got that black, black
Niggaz got a bitch, bitch, head in they lap, lap
My team ain't wit' it, we dreamed and did it
Leaned and pivot, schemed for digits
Everything you seen, we lived it nigga front then we get at duke
Dick hard like statues go to hole like Shaq do
Cut you like a cantelope like Iverson the truth and the answer
I'm the poison and the antidote
Don't care if the bitch cute, we don't sex raw
We play the corners like the castles on a chess board
Up in the Lex 4, drinkin' a Beck's boy
Shoppin' in the best stores, I'm the nigga to check for
Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on titties, sayin' F R E
And my nigga Crizzee baby, and my nigga Digi baby
Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on titties, sayin' Bob Digi
Or Sha' Crizzee baby, or Lil' Frizzee baby
Bobby stop
Bobby the cops is comin'
That shit is tight girl
Hey you
Fuck that motherfucker, you know how I do
Up in the drop-top Boxter headin' the opposite
Direction of the cop inside the chopper
I got the tall Grey Goose vodka
This bitch on my side, with no panties, finger pop her
Ten pounds of skunk up in the front trunk
Bird like hittin' a blunt, about to cum, and I'm pinchin' her cunt
Ninety miles per hour I'm like "Fuck these punks"
It's the land of the free son, you only live once
You a smart motherfucker or stupid dunce?
Music blastin', she orgasm like a singer
Sweet, wet pussy got all over my fingers
Now I'm sniffin' my hand, all sippin' the plan
Got the pedal to the floor, goin' swift as I can
Hit the exit, chk-chk-chuh, make the left quick
Hit the garage and slip inside the Lexus
I got many whips, many clips, many chicks
And my dick's been sucked by many lips
Many tips, or many Vick's, many sticks
And love to fuck with plenty chips
He got many whips, many clips, many chicks
And his dick's been sucked by many lips
Many tips, or many Vick's, many sticks
And love to fuck with plenty chips
Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on titties, sayin' F R E
And my nigga Crizzee baby, and my nigga Digi baby
Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on titties, sayin' Bob Digi
Or Sha' Crizzee baby, or Lil' Frizzee baby
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