like a corvette With the quickness snap it like a whip It's a sickness that's making my rhymes rip Peddle to the metal, 94 octane Flow like the rain
Leather seats TV's with the beat too How you ridin? Gettin bent behind tint you can't see through And my rims way bigger than yours [Webbie] Red truck, blue
[Originally by Mr. Big] Hold on little girl Show me what he's done to you Stand up little girl A broken heart can't be that bad When it's through, it
my Jetset Emblem, Fool is to serve like Wimbledon, Interior cinnamon, the car that I'm sittin' in, Calm my bad nerves, I call her my Ritalin, Just kiddin
Hold on little girl show me what he's done to you Stand up little girl A broken heart can't be that bad when it's through, it's through Fate will twist
split And it's a shame Killin' has became a fame I cannot see my brains layin On the ground I keep my 9 on my waistline Chop 'em down Picks up the shells
flunky that they pit You copped a Benz, S Class with blue lens Got money to spend, also got money to lend From boys to men, you were my next of kin The
jet like a corvette With the quickness snap it like a whip It's a sickness that's making my rhymes rip Peddle to the metal 94 octane Flow like the rain
s left to watch the world from the fifteenth floor Alone with the reminder, "Don't go out anymore You know those boys are trouble here in our neighborhood But you're my
it My reason for rhyme is you my dog, and I'ma forever stay true my dog Gotta represent that blue eye dog, Robert Davis is who my dog All my success
4's on my low when you see me crawling Candy do's low pro's and the TV's falling, and a bad yellowbone that hear me calling It's my time to shine cause
like a corvette With the quickness snap it like a whip It's a sickness that's making my rhymes rip Peddle to the metal 94 octane Flow like the rain And