some serious dank Grabbed my keys off the table and a bid ol bank I hit interstate 80 and I'm rollin Joint's still burnin and I'm smokin' I was on my
be, I'm priceless, the iciest And I don't gotta wear fatigues to blow out your chest My bullets thump when I'm laced in some fly shit, punk The baby nine be
your boys I got boys from west point to Nelly B Yeah I run with black folks too and they do carry heat Plus I fuck with smelly freaks and I think they
I hate pictures of other peoples kids I hate plastic couches in other peoples cribs I hate when other peoples crib's smell like sh-t I hate when I leave, I
me to your trailer I'll steal your trash Ask me a question, I love to lie, hey look girl is that Jimi Hendrix? 'Scuse me while I kiss your guy Everyone
V.I, P-P.I, gotta do it more like T.I Whatever You Like, it's whatever tonight I might give you the pipe unless you pedaling bikes I mean cycling I was
[Chorus] I know your hating on me cause Ia??m famous (oh please) I know your hating on me cause Ia??m famous (whats it look like) I know your hating on
's us I used to be a loudmouth, remember me? I'm the one who burned your house down Well I'm out now, and this time I'm comin' back to blow your house
I shouldn'ta did that I'll clean it up before your folks come home, yo where they at? [MURS] Man I don't believe you brought this nigga man I heard about
in the pocket like Wallace I got the bounce like hydraulics I can't call it, I got the swerve like alcoholics My freshman year I was goin' through hella problems 'Til I
my bullshit Come chill with the crook I'm rejuvenated bitch, I feel as good as I look That's awesome Show me who's talkin' and I'll off 'em From Austin
Im sayin it cause I fucked your mamma I fucked your cousin I fucked that bitch and these niggas just a fussin thinkin that a niggaplayamade didnt know I
I rob in my black tee Hit licks in my black tee All in your house searchin' For bricks in my black tee I rob in my black tee Hit licks in my black tee
and the RZA connect, blow a fuse, you lose Half-ass crews get demolished and bruised Fake be frontin', hourglass heads niggaz be wantin' Shuttin' down your
Told her to kiss little Jay 'cuz I'll be gone again Honey, I can't sleep, she sucking her teeth If everything go good, baby, I'll be home in a week Pinching
keys and I don't even own a car Front like you ain't feeling my charm, because I know you are I'm trying to see how your lips feel Oh I'm sorry, my
shore Signed from, 'Sincerely Yours', I can't take it no more No I'll never turn my back on you I never wanna do you wrong, Suga Sista No I'll never
his gun I said, "Ha ha psyche" I had a call so I called my boss I figured I might as well what else could be lost Boss I'm sorry that I couldn't make