aint slangin' dope, I slang Luda-vision Hip-Hop's God in these jeans, now that's true religion You couldn't fill my shoes, You couldn't fill my jockey My
is my apology These suckas they be tripping bout these bitches trynna body me (Los) I'm about to go over round my arm lean a way that I could feel it now tali round my
Steel in sock drawer, my dresser is where the desert lay Put the Audemar away, today feel like a present day Raindows in my diamonds, you would think my
This the intro Bitch listen to my intro Montana Last year was the worse couldnt get worse Only way is up now nigga weight is p Couple locked, couple
me no backtalk, yeah break North Don't make me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF Once again, niggaz know my style, GOD DAMMIT unless it'
And we can chill in my gazebo Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, na, na, na See that you liken now by the way you're dancin' now Go ahead and make it count, move your body
the funk that you bump in your trunk Go ahead, go ahead make ya body move Go ahead and make ya body move [Lil' Rob] I grab my Levis and my ironin board
you bump in the trunk [Lil Rob] Go Head Go Head make ya body move Go Head Go Head make ya body move [Lil Rob] I grab my levis and my ironin board Cuffs
she got them skinny jeans, body down low She's my baby candy, had to let her know Baby is my buttakup, oh, I got a sweet tooth Baby is my buttakup, oh
they call Honduras Nothing fake about my life except my car insurance Bullet proof vest, my jefa sense stress Nothing positive about me, except my piss
me i wanna see your boy now u even cant imagine now u look outisde ur clothe and smile for me and take your body there on the count of three baby
honor in my life is my rag Without it, zip me up in a body bag Grab my brother's unloaded forty-four Take the money-back bottles and head for the store My
but my Momma Supported me in everythin' "Why she get everythin'?" Some people got the nerve to ask Y'all can kiss my ass Man that's my Momma Got a
Hold up, it's amazin', so, so contagious I'm so impatient, my body's on fire So, stop your pacin', don't keep me waitin' Homey, grab my waist, set my body
girls with bodies like Jennifer Lopez Wearin' tight shorts from Washington Heights Ride first class with flights to Santo Domingo With sombrero performin' my
Everybody choose the fuckin' way that they wanna play Just remember one fuckin' day that that ass gotta pay 'Cause fuckin' with my gravy is like rapin' my
way to get me Thinkin? about how she suck By the way she part them lips and let me look at that tongue Thinkin? about how she fuck By the way she part