We got the flows on deck and got the tracks on deck*
Ayo the hoes on deck, a fat sacks on deck
A pack of beers on deck, you know the gears on deck
The Level is like a frat we knock boots and then step
Thought that you could play them and really you can't see them
Get rich and flex a Lexus
Check this rhyme from a couple of west kids
For some strange reason when I'm splifted
And I got the flows to keep the hoes on my shit
And I straight shift into fifth then back into fourth
I once drank a fifth but I hurled on the porch
+Don't Stimulate+ these
Even in school you know I pulled straight tens
(Pretty Butt is what they called him)
All them cheerleaders callin' my name I had two
So I smoke one and then I poke one
Oh what the heck, we got so many hoes on deck
We got the flows on deck and got the tracks on deck
Ayo the hoes on deck, a fat sacks on deck
Ummmm, thanks for the jockers, I gotta get my propers
It's on deck, it's on deck, it's on deck
But I'm not Dana Dane
So much on deck, oh heck, but who's to blame?
I blame it on the flows cause they grows like a tree
You can't see me with a telescope
Well I'm back on deck and extra strength like Advil
If a hoe don't give me time then my tag will
Honey come over, take a swiggy, then I diggy
We can get blowed like Ziggy's
Father, don't bother me after I bust one
Never get done son cause I never trust one
But that won't do cause there's five in the crew
Ayo, I think I hear a cho cho
Taaaaag me, now I'm in
Grab your ticket and your twig and let me begin
Now we makin' movies
We filmed a flick called "Freak Me, Freak Me"
She said, "Don't break it.
We got the flows on deck and got the tracks on deck
Ayo the hoes on deck, a fat sacks on deck
Ummmm, thanks for the jockers, I gotta get my propers
It's on deck, it's on deck, it's on deck
I'm on deck like a pirate
I write more rhymes than was in Charlotte's Web
Rip down all the freestyles also
I slam like that kid from Charlotte, I'm all pro
Y'all know I'm the sporty shorty on deck
I shoot the gift, I'm on next
Well excuse me, suckers don't run, you can't loose me
A little more than flows to make the hoes choose me
The retros, the hoochies, the groupies, the floozies
The newbies, the shoobie doobie whop, the jock and won't stop
I'm feelin' Guinness Stouty, rowdy, outty I'm wasted
I'm the most flow havingest
I know you're glad that it's
From the coast that's the best
And it's all on deck
Yeah it's all on deck! Fo' the nine fo' season. Yeah! It's all on deck
For the nine fo', know what I'm sayin'? Buckle up
Echo rippin' up shit. Yeah, Lawhouse Production.
Lawhouse. D's in the house. Law's in the house