amigo, him and Rico, they got perico Son I know the spot, like the back of my hand Networked a plan, we sticking him and his man Working zip-lock, pop
the mall pimp, okay Show me how lil' man roll I know this chick named Nicole They call her Boochie, didn't wanna shop nowhere but Gucci And Burberry and
need Call me, yeah And I'll be there for you as quick as can be I'll be your super chic, I'll be your super chic I'll be your super chic and I'ma be
hoes and bitches A-yo what about all the young ladies The positive young ladies Like I said, this is dedicated to the hoes and bitches Speak on it man
Man I, man I, man, I'm gettin' paid Now I'm ridin' 28s on Chevrolets Man, I smoke good, I stay high And everything I ride is oh so fly Man I, man I,
a chance if nothing else And you've got to love yourself And you've got to trust yourself And you've got to be yourself For you and no one else You don
, and here comes the 2 to the 3, and 1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3 1, and here comes the 2 to the 3, and 1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3 1, and
thing My mother buying me clothes from 1993 And then she lost her mind and did the ultimate I asked her for Asissant and she bought me Skips! I said, "
fly, you get electrified and fried Fuck around and get your mouth slapped dry You could battle me and possibly survive But you could never see me and
ya block We don't believe that you pop, I'll put this eagle to pop You'd rather cop the plea and go plead to the cops And say shit like J, I don't need
the fuck is lyricism and im open to all your constructive criticism let a nigga step outa line i get the tech and the 9 from up have a son truck and
Amil outlaw fly indeed Got every chic's man eyeing me Think you could crush this try and see Its the major coin i-n-c And am too hot to just be warm I
then you buying me stuff Since you got knocked your man tried to hollar at me And those nigga's you stuck, they throwing dollars at me But you know this gaming, and
hear sirens Episodes choker chains x and o's I got'em coming back my sex exceptional 21 and up overnight stays in the honeycut They don't need a man they
is my strawberriez -n- cream... [eiht] I needs money, that's why the palm itches Masterplans and schemes, so I can get riches Potent 20's to double up's and
Four hundred, five hundred V-12 black Coupe None of my weebles wake that Barkley comin' out the roof Choppin' major game on the strength Man, we goes
, da, all I need is my pride and self respect And my microphone I'm cash in the dollars and catch wreck I got my pride I stop and I think of generations
sick, (hmm) when I say I love you baby, you better not see other chics You men, you don't understand us women you think we just getup and saw AND get