Troup If you ever Plan to motor west Travel my way, take the highway that's the best Get your kicks on Route 66 It winds from Chicago to LA More than
my cigarette and take it state to state until I crash into my fate now I'm giving back everything they gave me, not a damn thing it'll take me more than
Dont Never Ever Get Into Beef Wit Out Squeezing Off Ma Niiiine And All Ma Niggers And Ma Bitches If You Fuck Wit Da Dips Get Reay To Riiide Now All Ma
and so on Steadily doing damage every time you get your flow on I build in Oakland, Chicago and everywhere else I go There are people who know exactly what I mean More than
I don't get offended when I hear my city badmouthed We quick to pull the gat out and set it And leave you with more shit missin than a Lil' Kim radio
ripper is back and you can't escape Cause one of my records will sell more than your whole tape I want beef so bring on the rookies I got more than just
a friend you can fuck, I can be that Crush girls now, couldn?t last year Oh, you like me now, well that?s weird Last year you were chillin? with Lil Wayne Now
incredibly right, uh [Verse 1:] Now this for all the guys who tricking on all the women I know Writing love notes like I paid the note on your tahoe Purchasing more than
you ever plan to motor west, just take my way Its the highway ain't that the best -- Get your kicks on Route 66. Well It winds from Chicago to LA, More than
jealousy She could be a super-model, every magazine, the cover She'll never, ever mean a thing to me She's no you (oh, no) You give me more than I can ever
the now take alot for me to get aroused gotta be more that whats in them jeans and in the blouse Queen, your more than a face thats in a crowd from Chicago
in the holster Hollow tips'll fold 'em, them niggaz they toy soldiers Oh, that boy colder than Hova unless he sober Like I'm the president, but this ain't the takeover Now