Why these niggas keep hatin' on my Phantom I be out in Atlanta and body tappin' I'm probably strapped Toast it up, niggas My hood's on the real dark
policemen Three million rappers on labels, sportin' skirts release men I teach men, pull my pants down, piss on each men Frustrate the rectums on the night flight, I cruise on
route Scrape a .38 on your teeth, I knock 'em all out I know you ain't fuckin' with me dawg, come on now Underestimate, run up on, it's on now Have your
what, uh [verse 1] mami all on me cause i'm touchin' her belly i'm on butter pirelli's wit' purple and yellow, hello thats butter and jelly i flip butter on
Ones to fake Jacob watch A few reasons I drive the Bentley hard top Use it in my songs 'cause I live it on the block Tattoo it on my face, let the whole
fake Jacob watch A few reasons why I drive the Bently hard top Use it in my songs cause I live it on the block Tattoo it on my face let the whole world
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on Niggaz pull your hair, shake your fat rear Get your fuck on, followin' week, you back there But what you stuck on, weed, clowns and cars Puffin'
upon the mic I made the whole crowd clap Tec-9 was in the back with boo-koo bitches on his lap Bigge de bouncin' through the pot hos was on my j I'm givin
every day along My life, my life, my life My life ain't the same, it shows My life, my life, my life They got me knocking on heaven's do's My life,
are watching So keep a look out, look up, B ballers keep your hook up Tear a page from my book out and pull out Your finger, put your foot out and keep
is huh drop a little cheese on em. i see e on her i see me on her.Call yo friend a bitch ???? me hood and cash runnin 3 man weaves on her. You kno wat
do, you be out on the strip just to keep your outfit and your sneakers new, pete stew called me today and said what you waitin on? Swiss sent me a twitter
the west To the north and the south Keep my feet on the ground and they know that Ya don't see me braggin' But then you wanna come and take a knock at
Malley's Said, "O'Malley I have a thirst" O'Malley merely smiled at me Said, "You wouldn't be the first" I knocked on the bar and pointed To a bottle on
the commotion and naggin' about 'Cause I'm still the champ in the south 'Cause rappers get in the booth and I keep draggin' them out Where they fired and these pink slips I keep
still winning She's on my dick 'cuz my rims kept spinnin' Then I bust up the block, the system that knocks I keep fuckin' yo bitches while y'all keep