VERSE 1: Yukmouth ] Thug niggas drink bottles of XO and Christie Fuck whiskey long as chicks be givin me headshots like Lewinsky My click be extra tipsy, thuggin in a 4.6 v
world, concealed beyond the stars Far away from the earth, it flows one with time and dark as the night Million shapes and colours are storming inside your mind
these faces might be right for him And that through the years By keeping an ideal facial structure fixed in his mind Or somewhere in the back of his mind
Z slippin' So with one hand the kid'll be whippin' But with the other hand the kid'll be grippin' I let three four Sail through ya V door And you'll
trim Egg-shaped watch, cran-apple gems Dice hands 'side both of them Two rolls and I leave with a stack Off to the club, G's in in the back V.I.P. nigga
[Kno - V1] Damsel in distress, her mind tied to that one track Urged to do dirt, I just twirl on my moustache When she spurns her curves on herbs that
's how we roll (uhh) Rhymes got tight as hell so to the bank I stroll (uhh) Money on my mind, open lips from my eyes reveal pupils shaped like dollar
corporation making napalm, Workers watch the burning children on T.V. As they eat their meat pie With refusal in their minds Eye to see their own lives
brims, on them keep-spinning rims [Chorus: Coco] I'm rolling, with a thug and a gangsta That's the kind of niggas, that I like Talking bout a hustla, that keep his mind
me frosty lova [Pusha T] This for the 100,000 dollar kitty German drivers With big rims and low-pro tires Fuckin' with college bitches with innocent looks like Mya Corrupt they mind
mama u n yo partna Cum 2 da houze n get sum cut lyke a barba Da wai u shake it on me lyke ya boi won da lotta Call u coka cola cause u shape lyke a bottle
on man move on, move on, move on, move well then move on, move on, move on your body is a tool, mind is too shape them well, feel them them the finest
looked a robin, but it had an upside down v-shaped red mark on its chest. and i had a special feeling in my mind and i had a special feeling in my mind
VERSE 1: Yukmouth] Thug niggas drink bottles of XO and Christie Fuck whiskey long as chicks be givin me headshots like Lewinsky My click be extra tipsy, thuggin in a 4.6 v
a robin, but it had an upside down v-shaped red mark on its chest. and i had a special feeling in my mind and i had a special feeling in my mind
I know you feel better when you leave the show with me And its nice to stay together We Don't Even have to go to national T.V We could cut to the chase