She said she hated drug dealers, pimps and rap cats
I looked at the bitch I said
Bitch holla back
But never like that
Ill put you in a Lac
And give you to my homie and let you walk around the track
Lost in the storm of the greed and the lust
I enter in the world of hos and handcuffs
Man Imma work your ankles like an ?
And still kick back like a rap rhyme saya
Shine like the moon cuz Im groomed so swell
Hos get jealous of a nigga cant you tell?
We kick it so live man me and about five
Playas that know the honey to the bee hive
I can see it in your eyes
Youre thinking that Im fly
You gon see se if Im sucka first but bitch dont even try
Man this what you got
A cat on spot
Man check it freak
A leopard dont change his spots
Man like it or not
My world is like a pipe
Homies suck you in and blow you out all night
My cell phones goin and you knowin that Im hoin
And its showin in my style and my smiles and my frown
Break the weed down
She said she hated drug dealers pimps and rap cats
I looked at the bitch I said
Bitch holla back
But never like that
Ill put you in a Lac
And give you to my homie and have you walk around the track
2x
My Coca Cola smile will make you walk ten miles
All in a circle while we rollin up that Purple
Dont even ask Erckle
Whether chocolate or vanilla baby
Ballin on the spot
Imma let my hair blow in a drop top
The Situations Critical
Its sorta like a miracle
Its something thats too spiritual
The money though here we go
Diamond in the rough
Baby you so tough
Im in a Cadi and your mans on the bus
Im fixin on a Ford
Oh my Lord
Rap cat sheer Khan down to the core
Its just like that though blow by blow
Get low
No dough
Go just go
Time after time
I be rippin with the rhyme
My zodiac signll take a swim through your mind
Baby if youre with me you can come and get me
Heres your break
Dont be fake
Get your cake
We can bake
She said she hated drug dealers, pimps and rap cats
I looked at the bitch I said
Bitch holla back
But never like that
Ill put you in a Lac
And give you to my homie and have you walk around the track
2x
Man out there in land lost
They say God yo, you Jack Frost
A cold drought and you out there pushing up the cost
So whatcha talkin bout?
Who said it was a drought?
I talk to cats that say Bring the Benzes out
You had a nightmare baby boy you daydreamin
The fiends fiend
You cant stop the fiends feenin
I like to get away
A dinner date
A party place
I hit the corner and talk to you in a naughty way
Whats happening?
Im hi tech just like Japan
A phone call from me freak will cost a grand
Im like a silencer
The tip of a gun barrel
Man cupid never hits me ho I escape arrows
Its not the straight and narrow
Its not a Christmas carol
Its just fresh apparel
Its just a Khan pharaoh?
Its just a game to get paid
You ricocheted all in the blade mane
You know you say its in the game
She said she hated drug dealers, pimps and rap cats
I looked at the bitch I said
Bitch holla back
But never like that
Ill put you in a Lac
And give you to my homie and have you walk around the track