Hey kids
Okay, my eyes look Chinese
Bitch look Himalayan juice
You know I got that bev
Stop playin', nigga, truce
Homie, what that is? We don't call those
From the back on all fours
It's what we do to dog hoes
Glocks, sticks, New Orleans shit
Tell by how she twerkin' that's a New Orleans bitch
Ain't comin' back to you like that submarine trip
Gotta show me if you tell me, baby, that don't mean shit
Workin', I got plans ya Digg,
This nigga trippin', 'fore we flip him, bro, who man this is
Shakin' dice, I'm shootin' crabs, I'm at the Mandalay
They had tried to leave me out, but I demand a way
I'm here now and I came to stay
Can't fuck with no friendly bitch, can't fuck with no hairy fee
Price tags ain't shit to me, I been coppin' like Harry Lee
Been poppin' my shit, lil' bitch, whoady ask me to hear his disc
I press play on it, Michael Blackson, voice, what type of shit is this
No time for the hit or miss, all we can do is hit or hit
I ain't even got beef with dude, he just mad cause I hit his bitch
Ha, and she'll tell you don't fuck with that, nigga
Heard my shit, and wasn't nothin' whack, everything hard, it's that honey pack
I said I'm lookin' like a star, flow ain't got a blemish
My bitch in Lululemon, it look like she playin' tennis
Said I'm here, not near, and gon' be for a minute
I got my foot up in it y'all could have it when I finish
Said I'm lookin' like a star, flow ain't got a blemish
My bitch a Lululemon, it look like she playin' tennis
Said I'm here, not near, and gon' be for a minute
I got my foot up in the y'all could have when I finish, nigga