I got on Breezy sh-t, give my sh-t a break F-ck am I talking bout? Aye peedis get my spins up (?) Love faces, bottoms up Came straight from the bottom up
and this was going on Her brother was on the sofa, eatin' chocolate pie Her Mama was in the kitchen, cuttin' chicken up to fry Daddy was in the backyard rollin' up
fronts Rusty old gas pumps Try to fill my mind up with Somethin' 'fore I go Picture postcard memories Well, they always make for good company I don'
a car with the trunk worth 5000 grand I came up from the curb, word First thing it rocks, now my ride's packing crazy birds I gotta freak in the front
kickin And all my real motherfuckers know it's all in the good And all you niggas out there that don't like me A nigga came up like a real pimp should
Yo Rich man, these girls ready to get busy? Ah man, you know they on deck Yo, what's up with they men, though? Come on, men squares, man Can't no square
I posted the bail 'cause yo ass was locked up" Evil gave Jazz ten g's and Jazz shut the fuck up Just then I saw Donald-D hit the front door More gold
, we in here We tossin it up I got my man Everlast in the house Tossin it up, youknowwhatimsayin Kid Jazz and Bango couldn't be here But we gon' to' it up
And I'm a house of cards You're the kind of reckless that should send me running But I kinda know that I won't get far And you stood there in front
How's life? Tell me, how's your family? I haven't seen them in a while You've been good, busier than ever We small talk, work and the weather Your guard is up
holla at me, it's real confrontation But lovin' is my baby's job occupation And he good at what he do when graded havin' relation, ayi ayi Thugs give good
to you (Wish me luck) I really wouldn't lie to you (Yeah) I wanna be inside of you (Fo' real) And after I do, goodbye to you Watch my floors fo' sho', hock up
with me, if you stop and stare Should be on my team in my car on the way to the spot Yes, you are Toasting up, posting up And when we're done, we west
, new schools, New rules, you move, you loose Price of blood, no explanation just because When it come to me I recommend you blend in Them niggers front
club pack front to the back up in this bitch Got on my louie checkers grey and black up in this bitch diamonds on my neck, diamonds, diamonds on my neck bitch niggers front
need to feel a buzz I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed When I pull up out front, you see
crush it like a Coke can Started at the window, end up at the wall The Ying to my Yang, I skeet skeet off In a salt-n-pepper back, shorty like the front
From the techno papa today That shit is gay The good old years I talk about Is when a loud mouth nigga still got stomped out Now everybodys so passive aggressive You'll get locked up