Got my celly on O-F-F, golden arches got my belly goin' oh yes yes So let's just ease on down ease on down the road No pager roll my hip as I rollin
Mack-10 is out, as well as the gauge and the pump You turn the page on the newspaper, see my face in the front I lock it down for all my niggas that
that love to drink, drunk drivin' a tank Rollin' over a bank, cops see me and faint It's drastic, I'm past my limit of coke I think I'll up my high
my big dick after u bum me my tank is on empty (is on empty).. No cum is in me and if you dont pleasure me I'm penetrating with my 10 feet (with my
stutter man I should of fucked her in her mouth fast, she be taking all cash Keep my tank from Florida she pay for my gas Ass for my nigga drop-a somewhere
Good good Yeah Does it feel good? Yeah It feels good, waking up you?re the first thing on my mind It feels good, when I wake you are right here by my
t want it {Rascalz} All my live niggas, with me? [Juju] {Beatnuts} I make my own price, murder your team with only one knife Stabbed my ex-girl because
're my darlin' darlin' love.." I'm not a player, I just fuck a lot [Big Punisher] I bang a stranger in my torture chamber, feed the locas tocha pinga while I force my finger where my
're my darlin' darlin' love I'm not a player, I just fuck a lot You're my darlin' darlin' baby You're my darlin' darlin' love You're my darlin' darlin
late with my dough, then there's no show I grease my hair and it still won't grow If you feel my butt, boy you gotta go Out the back for touchin' my back
huh) Even though my neck and wrist all glossy And my truck big as an armored tank, I ain't all flossy (hu-huh) You could copy or hate on my style
Verse (Baby Beesh): Now every time I see her, I wanna meet her Go up and greet her, treat her like my Mamacita Go home and freak her Half boriqua, half
wheela, 'cause I freaks my draulics, fuckin' hoes in college, Bitches swingin' on my nuts it's so stylish, Model it, Hold my dick like a 64', peace to all my
bastards! Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny! Kyle: Total, weirdo, freak! Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny! Stan: Oh my god! Kyle: Oh my god! Stan: Oh my
like your money B, real long Just cuz I'm a freak and talk dirty in my songs This pussy ain't for free, now that's where you're wrong I take Tank to the
Sittin' back, sip the yac', you be stressin' the freaks Spittin' raps, not a skit on my meat Cuz I'm thick from the, fitted cap to the crest in my feet