Its a Limousine full of smoke - smoking big baby Going off the Hennessey and Coke - drinking big baby International players on the microphone En es samias desmerada strailas
Ah, she gone up and she like goes to But still I put it up like I'm posed to I fuck with sqaws let you squares cleed' get close to I got that one that cheerleads for the Raiders She love the way I walk my 3000$ alligators My pimp Pat, the marvell Cane, The pinky greens and the platinum chains She said she always wanna do it on the danceflo' I took a shyders and gin and told her get up out your pants ho'
Now who said westcoast-rap was dead? Squares never recognized they my birthday had Grew up on Too $hort, Ice Cube and E-40 Sellin' mo' rocks then off a cook damn butter
Man, couse I hustle when I always make G stacks We sais, that I ain't stitchy with it I spit the bally of the cuff, fill it up and let the homies hit it Man, you can hit it if you want to Hennessy and coke so got me actin' a fool I'm on a 1-10, baby take a trip with me I get you to the gus and you can strip for me
My taffest chica down with the clicka You know you paid for the chillin' But you just won't admit it
Thats my motto in the fast lane Drinking champaign out the bottle Thug style on the danceflo' pop my colla' With the fine little sexy mama Tellin' me daily let's go home you know Sup, I don't wanna dance no mo'