up with a better game than that Talk to 'em, talk to 'em You know what? Just stay in ya lane Let's go Yes I, got a tight crew So, yes I know what these
, let's slide, alright, alright And we gon' get it on tonight You smoke, I smoke, I drink, me too, well good 'Cuz we gon' get high tonight Got drops, got coupes
your ass, gon' hit the flo' Show your ass, gon' hit the flo' I hops out the Jag, pocket full of cash Wish your ho would try to jump like she bad Jeans fittin' tight
One for the money and two for the show And three for the papers and four for the dro Here we go, let it flow Just make sure the end's tight Take a
I'm talking Pete Rose at the end of the road Playboy fuck what you was told Watch me and my dirty City scoped the whole hood We be lookin' for the ones in tight jeans The lust never good (The lust) I'm like the Apple Bottom high tight
thick chick, skinny girls act snooty No matter what the size, my big thighs, I do my duty Look at the way my rump like shake like a movie See my tight
identity Just the memory, a casualty as I casually make move on my rivalries All eyes I be, on the quest for loot Pushing a Lexus coupe, to pursuit them
got crack-hoes We eatin' sirloin steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios Fuck a business suit, I'm out to where we juice Push the Bentley coupe and spend endless
night Like that y'all... [ Mike G ] ...and the beat goes on And when you're runnin with the Dready nothin can go wrong Now hold on tight as the Bear sets
it from the back, baby told me she like that In fact, you the first one to make it feel right I knew she wasn't lyin', knew the cat was real tight And
[Verse: WC] We been through SL Coupe Wrist froze like Igloo Big Lou, Tony get your sauce swirled Come twisting, Nina whistling that you with your home
high Stand up put your hands up Show me what you all about Real shit nigga Yeah that's what I'm talkin' bout Getting' it in out of the concrete boots In a coupe
with Kat Stacks I smoke kush to get my mind right I used to listen to Nas to get my rhymes tight I used to sell them dimes and keep my 9 tight But now
Noah's Ark but that's waves away And way to the right, that's one of our bangin' spas She quoted I took notice, Spongebob in the Bentley Coupe Bangin'
to toast like raising your glasses When I'm on stage, girls swing from the rafters Often nasty like Monster Mashing Y'all know the voice is tight, hoarse
to parlay you Fritos One chip off the block, so bust it down, bust the sound Exciting as a big zap I frighten those biting when Lord jabber tighten when tighten