you're watching news nigga
i sold my soul to the streets and i don't want it back
cause man i just bought a chopper
got it stashed at my mamas
i put the hit on your head
and fly your bitch to bahamas
now this the land of the free
now wave your watch in the air
now all my bitches is stallions
my bedroom look like i stable
look i don't fight with no fools
my homies shoot when i say so
you niggas must have been born on like the first day of april
and if she had is the molly first class down to turks and caicos
bought your bitch some panties
if your stunt its not an issue
baby mama wouldn't miss you
bet she kill you 'fore she kiss you
big tittie doubt it take it from me
wave your watches in the air
talking shit from bitch i'm ricks so fuck what they say
i will knock you in that pussy
she brought a group of bitches
now she my favorite groupie
i tell them bitches lay there