Uh huh yeah
Uh huh yeah
Oh no
Louder
Oh no
Louder
Uh huh uh huh
Drop drop
My homies that ride chromies let it
Pop pop
At the bar budden them bottles and them
Shots shots
My ladies it's all gravy if you
Hot hot
Then come back to the
Spot spot
And maybe we can
Bone bone
Know that we chilling she something shaking in her
Thong thong
Gangsta gangsta paper paper
Long long
And for my riders all over
Now you know we wanna hit it hit it
Don't stop get it get it
Sick wit it I keep paper around me
So I know that everybody got the vapors around me
See me in a big truck thin rubber riding
2 way and a broad and got 10 others squatting
Cause I know cal broads act up man
So 'cha man man gotta keep a back up plan
I'm take em home get em to drop they pants
And gross nucka till the
Drip drip
No you not my wife no you can't handle my
Kid kid
I'm just trying to put in your
Rib rib
Through cheetah we in the four door beem
Not like the two door like the kid only got a few divas
Drive wit my knees seat recline
While she leaned over giving me a piece of her mind
I be sizing em up from they thighs and above
Holla at me if you wanna come and ride wit a thug yeah
All my ladies if you riding
Then you know to skip the shotgun and bag the one driving
All my nuckas if you riding
Don't trip plenty cash if she stingy wit a*s
Yo boy got a street chick
Rocks chanelle she focused
'Focused man'
Stay wit a bag of fine and no elder rolling
Uh
She just one of my dames gotta stay cool
Everything I got is under her name it's on
Top top
And I'm the same dude came up from the
Block block
I'm doing it baby I can't
Stop stop