wheezy what the fuck brackin'
nigga?
i might need be el be for this one
you dig?!
whoa
we tore up
i'm like 'baby don't throw up'
if she ever hit the ground
young thug not pickin' her up
you can quicker picker up
cause i'm a blood
pass me my bup
try'na come around for help but you gon'
end up suckin'
nothing but dick like whoa
baby girl gon' stay and drop it
no steps but i promise i go up
girl what up? i'm like baby this what's up
she under me like a rug
can't go up
yep
trick bitch pull up on me
try'na get these digits
how the fuck i love when they ever like em - ooh
bitch i am a genie
i got hoes in magic city
even when it's rented
president tinted
i need an aaliyah she gon' rock all on my boat
my chain small but only my weed make me choke
hey come here baby girl i want that amateur throat
and when i get through i pass it to all of my folks
damn they got my name on the coke
blackjack got me winning by the boats
shoot dice nigga five deuce four tre
and my weed orange like a fuckin' cantaloupe
she fuck me then smile in your face
all she ever say is oh yeah"