only reason why the shortys in the hood All went out and bought it booked Mr. Rabbit like a fast from the past polo jeans for the golf Y'all can kiss
play low layer Roc-A-Wear catch Siegal in the kitchen balloon In the pie, y'all from whom to buy, y'all niggas know if y'all cross Mac y'all soon to
a kiss on the lips when I'm around your clique Get the feelin' one day you'll be crownin' this You inspire me to lace all the nouns I spit Compared to
a call My name you're screamin', how I be hittin' them walls You got me tinglin', how you be workin' them drawers With a kiss I make 'em all say this
in the clubs, hugs and kisses Gotta make sure we got our gloves, hugs and kisses E-40 can't be on anymore, hugs and kisses Straight to the bar ,no time to waste Kickin' 'em
me just write my number on your hand At the party with a whole buncha hunnies here You got yours laced up with some bunny ears but now I got you all
Kiss and them Brought 'em down to Athens, let 'em cut with my sister's friend Now we gettin' blist again, back on the block in Yonkers and Tim done laced
got me a good one and all that Oh, okay, okay You know I got me something lovely too You know how we do You know how we like 'em super official All
In the morning Goodbye kisses And all the misters Kiss the misses Before leaving For the office But we're not grieving We've got chocolate And
you see me react Should've put 'em, should've put 'em on again So I could see you see me sincerely yelling back I bet your fortress face Belied your fort of lace
is four hundred degrees, so I bust 'em up Still stickin' to the G-code, Ree's, and B's Quit drinkin' but I will smoke some weed indeed All they understand
I'm with my girl but yeah, I'm lookin' at yours Done 'em all, debutantes to crack whores Bad breath you may stink like shits is Y'all belong up in the
on This California lifestyle help you stay on I'm choppin' it up, I got the key so I'm lockin' it up Flashin' 'em, blastin' 'em I'm rollin' with a boss, bitch passin' 'em
fort is basic compared to mine Domino effect, arts an' crafts Paragraphs contain cyanide Take a free ride on my dart, I got the fashion Catalogs for all y'all to all
I got ya strap to the stagin' Trapped in a cagin', toe kissin' a Cajun Ya Mob's locked down underneath the surface Ya gettin' nervous for talkin' shit with no purpose Laced
Turn it up Just a little bit Turn it up Pump it up Turn it up Just a little bit V-1 All the kids gonna bounce to this All the kids gonna jump to this All
, You embarrassin' us! Comparison, What?!? Ain't nobody close to me I'm up top right where I'm supposed to be And now haters all kiss my bikini wax, And