big blunts in the air
i don't even care
spilling ace of spades on my all white airs
stunting in my j's
i got every pair
they put out since '85
cus a nigga bout his gear
hoes all up in my ear
cus i'm stylin'
try to go bottle for bottle with us
can't do it
money we running through us
so competition throw the towel in
we over here
with fireworks up in the air
bitches with good hair
cus you know we about to spark
bobby ray just walked in
wiz about to park
the party bout to start
jewelry glowing in the dark
we got all the bitches wet
skylar diggins from the
and you know your boy is sharp
cus she in my bed
i tell her take her clothes off
and open her legs
keep them louboutins on when she giving head
cus you already know my favorite colour red!
i'm getting bread while i'm
standing on the corner
washing my low low
i got my dime in the crib
i'm in my polo
soon as your boy hit the streets
you know that i'm clean
so fresh and so clean
outcast know what i mean
i throw that andre 3000
one in the changer
and i don't ride through the hood
with out one in the chamber
you know i used to broke but: now nigga i'm getting it
as i roll up up
i sit back and laugh in amazement
as how this all started in bottom of a basement
back when i got started
nigga saying your shit is basic"