You know we ridin', we ridin' I got my nigga MC Breed in the Big Baller, what you ridin' boy, what you
I got some paints sittin' on these Platinum pieces and some from over seas A mansion, a yacht, and G's about you, thousand motto nigga, yeah Can't even you what I make a year
I got some candy paints on these Platinum pieces and some hoe's from over A mansion, a yacht, and G's Everything about you, thousand motto nigga, Can't even tell you what I make a
can you ask for than just to be professional When rap is my collateral, for cash flow I got some paints sittin' on these Platinum pieces and some hoe's from over A mansion, a yacht, and G's To be for the past and the present
Uh, and show my ass at session (Yeah) And sure enough, 'm closer to my destin' (What?) (Nigga, Breed you shit) No interruptions only (But I do)
Uh, that I'm smooth with an aseditive just a little bit better than my competitor Hard you better than, you ain't say it is Everyday that's the way it is, it Manist
Back for some of that, when the funk shit All up in yo' ass and get cash yo' ass this Bob and weave MCs never handle me bout' changin' my name to Scandal-la, you follow
Now get the with my motto them niggas need to get in position And go on and hate me if you meal won't you have a plate, I'll have you wait Go on and sit inside my Lincoln I navigate
I got some candy paints on these pieces and some hoe's from over seas A mansion, a yacht, and G's Everything you, thousand motto nigga, yeah Can't tell you what I make a year
I got some candy sittin' on these Platinum and some hoe's from over seas A mansion, a yacht, and G's about you, thousand motto nigga, yeah Can't even tell you what I a year
Mackin' in my lac and when I stack 'em in the I don't give them slack, 'cause if she's in my Cadillac She'll be up the crack tryin' get a niggas scratch When she suck a million dicks the get a platinum plack
I said, Biatch, that's I said when I grabbed Her tail and she was givin' me head I said, Biatch, you know up I put my dick In my and zipped my jeans up
And instantly, you see how pimpishly I get these hoe's in the You niggas killin' me, you feelin' me? The bitch got you smokin' penicillin weed
Or dip yo' dick in Hennessey be a God damned fool if you listen to me I you shit that you can't believe I got the bad ass bitches and they free
I got some candy paints on these Platinum pieces and hoe's from over seas A mansion, a yacht, and G's Everything about you, motto nigga, yeah Can't even you what I make a year
I got some candy sittin' on these Platinum pieces and hoe's from over seas A mansion, a yacht, and G's Everything you, thousand motto nigga, yeah Can't tell you what I make a year
I Breed these young niggas think we gettin' old I 'em gettin' gas down on Cascade Road Still money in these new days Used to sky pagers now we got two-ways
We dipped to my house and let the beat So placks on the wall you can't see the paint But it's loud, you know how wild friends get Ballin' so long been through three styles and big Benz's
If I cut it, in the I'll make the think I'm the Wizard of Oz Click yo' heels times you swear you seen magic Now she's a star, she to be a maget
Her went platinum, that's what I heard when I'm rappin', you never get enough of my word I'm in my third of gettin' paid to rap Back in the day my tapes stained the
I got candy paints sittin' on these Platinum pieces and some from over seas A mansion, a yacht, and G's Everything about you, motto nigga, yeah Can't even you what I make a year
I got candy paints sittin' on these pieces and some hoe's from over seas A mansion, a yacht, and G's Everything about you, thousand nigga, yeah Can't even tell you I make a year
This shit bumpin' mine ain't it, oh you gotta be If you bum, this Short dog shit You can't be in no little bullshit ass car with no system What you ridin' nigga, you got candy? You got nigga? Yo' beat bumpin' nigga, this shit bumpin', turn that shit up, biatch