Back door back room young nigga still switchin
young nigga still pitchin naked bi*chez in da kitchen
wishen dat i wud kiss em but i jus missed em
get my money den i dismiss em
lil marley said still trippin
he gata bigger pistol now
he say he aint missin
u cant miss em
he's da skinny dude wit da dreads
high yellow red
who always my blood
so we forever bled
u aint gata go upstairs
u kno watz up der
bi*chez and cook ware
hell yea f*ck yea
u kno u smell dat cocaine tuff air
it'z been a long time comin
but i come up fair i aint complainin i'm hydroplainin
like compo smash da plaintiff
now i'm ova da sink
tryin 2 think and find da kinkz
to strenghthen the tieng linkz
there iz no brakez
no alarms
guns weed triggers and bi*chez
the thicker da bi*chez
da bigger da brick iz
yea
nig*az on some real shit but(change gon come)
and wen it do u betta get wit it
the carter 2 trple exquisite
so bring ya friends
on ur next visit
lets get it
the livin room
still gata bunch of youngins in it
jus waitin on a blunt to hit it
and trill comin wit it
and blake probably in the basement on his catastenics
and tez probably in the office
bein a math matician
dats catacorner 2 my bedroom
lady in it
who only want weezy baby in it
yea maybe when i finish gettin dis butta i'll touch ya
but i cant love ya i aint usher i'm all southern
all brotha
u cud call the authorities
gat u wonderin how money
got the law ignorin me
yea
like i aint bringin in 4 a week
and i need more streets
the house need sheet rock
u cud hear it all da way down the block
cuz wen u sleep not
we at work pops
no stop watch
aint no clockz up
wen we leave all u gata do
is put da potz up
we eatin cheese and bread we stocked up
so u cud put ur eggs and tots up
itz not us
wen i wake up i pop up
anotha day anotha dolla
bi*ch holla
dis time i've excersized my power
so now i'm singin in da shower
a lil deodarant
lil howard jhonson
forty bagz of powder
get da keyz off the counter
i walk out da door
and smell a flour
now i'm about to go
get into dis album
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