popeye's certified
andre nickatina
i'm pina colada dropped impala
rubber band the big dollas
runnin things they will remain
jumpin outta a lexus coupe
and don't forget the flavor
pretty tony at the barber shop
braggin how i blow and cop
don't forget that paper grab it
tell them suckas go on home
back up in the lexus coupe
get the yayo it's on to chi-chi
now we gotta deal with frank a pig that don't fly straight
cookin crack up at the carter
man you think your freak is bad
man my freak is way harder
i'm popeye's certified a two piece and some small fries
man my hair is super laced i don't know about them bald guys
they call me ayatollah all up in your motorola
whether it's a ring tone or a picture in your phone-a
i fire up in every club because i know the owner
dive just like a navy seal
my homie got a burgundy coup de ville
girls be love takin skittles
but we know that's poppin pills
i like to put it down like a.i. at georgetown
man boxin bettin on every round
man at the fight we be talkin loud
i've been at this since jaws was a goldfish
i'm a a go like everywhere
except maybe the electric chair
man you can smell my hair
i'm fresh up out the shop
i'm back up in the lex coupe bumpin royal rock
so you can tell from the beginning that i'm trynna get you popped
i like fo tres i do it four ways
you might see me straight cursin out a meter maid
lookin like the lion king
specially when i'm buying things
eatin on some onion rings
talkin shit in burger king
i like to side talk all up on the sidewalk
all up in the shoe store and everything is getting bought
she ask me what i'm thinking about