Tekster:
La Chat Round Round

heat! [Chorus: La Chat & Mike Jones] The rims on my Chevy go round & round Round & round, round & round I got the dro rolled up, pass it round & round Round & round, round & round

In the south of France, baby, St. Tropez Get a tan, I'm already black, rich, I'm already that Gangsta, get a gat, hit a head in a hat Call that a river rat, shit, fuck the chitter chat

They be seing all these diamonds on a bitch bruh bruh I know what people be saying "god damn he look like he sell dope" [Chorus:] Big stones round my

I`m back, cating a soljah flex bop down with my avirex as I wreck, check, recollect in full effect along with a phat chain round my neck a stink mentality

I saw u walkin' by and I had to do a u-turn speed up and pull over Maybe I can take u out for a date we can chat over some wine Twenty grand i can blow

chief Big shout to the boy who thinks he's a dappa You're lookin' at your jewelery thinkin' your a dappa Now your 'round your way tryna say you're a

hype up those will get light up if you aint got bars that back talk dont try step up fam you best walk im a lord of the mic chat shit i'll put a end

Hot 97 and call my publicist tell her we impressed heaven no one gives a shit except some kids who just got into sex on the internet so you want the chat

? Not a problem I've encountered I have found elephants, lions, clowns Will jump through hoops like they workin' for the circus At the fire round the circle's right in front of them, fire rounds