a gang of bad bitches by his feet But now, that he's, locked away he can't get no love on visiting today Holla holla, pop yo' collar Shit a nigga just
Park it like it's hot Park it like it's hot Park it like it's hot And if a nigga get a attitude Pop it like it's hot Pop it like it's hot Pop it like
on it, I could prolly fuck the waitress. So wait just take this, One line at a time, make sure it makes sense White cup, orange pop Tennessee State shit
Pop a bottle, make that thing go "bow!" Let her drink it 'til she drown, got a girl goin' wild, pop a bottle Yeah, okay, bring that shit to papa I heard
before I stuck it in I wouldn't have been such a prick to you Fuckin' men, you say you don't trust 'em Why do I hear the sound of toilets flushin'? Some shit
rockin' p-ssy poppin' tic-toc-in make it rain trick, make it, make it, make it rain trick Play the game b-tch, shit make us both rich F-ck the wimp shit its certified pimp shit
for the money Pay dumb, get done, call it murder one Six shots pop, hit a pop, bullets ricochet Your catching hot, hell so far away Cough up the cash before shit
chicks ya heard me? sweatin' tracks out in back of the 6 ya heard me? mtv they gonna play my hits ya heard me? even though i'm real ghetto and shit ya
homework you'll find out who you f-cking with 'Cause I ain't full of s-cker shit, I'm joking no Chris Tucker shit I ain't even smilin', I'ma 'bout to
don't play that shit I ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that shit I got a itchy itchy trigger finger, nigga it's killin' me Not to spray that shit
him an old head But he an OG remind me of Chaz and Bump real low key Sounded like he didn't know nothing about drama For this money shit many men do
' of what he is about And bein' I'm about my business, not minglin' much Runnin' my mouth that shit kept lingerin' But no dummy that's the shit I'm sprinklin
at the clock and it say right now, Get a pound break it down, blow it like trial, Panatella Dutchy wine in my tall glass, Young Money baby, big shit like
collect intrust I mean interest fuck my nemesis exclamation just for emphasis and I don't symphasise cause you a simple bitch I just pop up on these hoes on some pimple shit
my bitches My bitches, my bitches I love my bitches I like to get it on the pole Get, get it on the pole Get, get it on the pole She workin' that shit
Crack bone marrows having that ass crying Rob shit just like DeNiro, keeping cigars lit Fed pop but don't know shit, we camouflage with Scandals come
spot like a polka dot Lil' kush make my eyes and my shoulders drop Lil' syrup and I can make a soda pop Keep talkin' 'n' I can make my soldiers pop
alone in my room sometimes I stare at the walls Automatic weapons on the floor, but who can you call? My down bitch, one who live by the code Put this music shit