LYRICS
The b***h is yo problem?
I'm mobbing on suckas I'm sipping on Sake I'm puffing on ganja
I shot at the plug and he prolly do life so I do not say nada
My homies is hungry they killing for food turn you into asada
I'll take your b***h and the products
Wa*******ng my head while I chill in a sauna
No Princess Leia she bow like kotona grab my katana
****ing boy you don't really wanna
Keep it tucked I ain't flauntin
Step up and the pistol bombin
Never wake up in the morning
Majin Buu, the purple flowing
Never sleeping but I'm yawning
Keep it german if you tonin
You don't even really want it
Dumb kids wil'ing outside
Pill popping smoking drugs in the lot
Gun by the lap
Hoes on the sack when I pull up in the back of the Lac get back
Like luda said in the red light district
Hoe miss me with that bullshit
I pull out the ******* and bust one into yo' stomach!
I ride with my homies
You never could clone me
The one and the only
Hoes be sucking and ****ing
But really they don't even know me
Give me a Glock and a rock in my sock and I'll be okay
I been wil'ing on the street getting money all day(getting money all day, getting money all day)
Yuh
Stuck in my mind
Life, just wasting my time
Packing the 9 in case someone wanna get to mine
Can't find another man like me
Pull up [?] Nikes
I been feeling like a million bucks
Hundred niggas on my ****ing n**s
Pull up in the Mercedes truck
Holy water dripping down the sink
Trying to bless me but it burn the skin
And when I pull in pull out she gon' eat the skeet
Just know its triple 6 when I rep my team
And never take it personal if I **** yo' chick
And everyday I'm livin repping for my clique
She ****ed on the bus but she still want the d**k
Thank God for these hoes
But it's still ****ing a nigga