Im Pina Colada dropped Impala
Rubber band the big dollas
Runnin things they will remain
Rollin up the weed mayne
Jumpin outta a Lexus Coupe
M R G a kinda suit
Excellently tailored up
and dont forget the flavor,
what?
Im super salty
Pretty Tony at the barber shop
braggin how Im blowin cop
Listenin to Royal Rock
Paper chasin
Paper runnin
Paper gunnin
Paper getting
Paper havin
Paper catchin
Dont forget that paper grab it
I got it goin on
Tell all them suckas go on home
Back up in the Lexus Coupe
Color man is two tone
Bangin out the Nakamichi
Get the yayo its on to chi-chi
Now we gotta deal with Frank a pig that dont fly straight
Im hot boilin water
Cookin crack up at the Carter
Man you think your freak is bad
man my freak is way harder
Im Popeyes certified a two piece meal and some small fries
Man my hair is super laced I dont know about them bald guys
They call me Ayatollah all up in your Motorola
Whether its a ring tone or a picture in your phone-a
A lime in your Corona
A glock on your corna
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 thats poppin pills
I like to put it down like A.I. in your town
Man boxin bettin on every round
Man at the fight we be talkin loud
Ive been at this since Jaws was a goldfish
Imma go like everywhere
except maybe the electric chair
Man you can smell my hair
Im fresh up out the shop
Im back in the Lex Coupe bumpin Royal Rock
Im like a new glock
Man or a hoop shot
So you can tell from the beginning that Im trying to 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 Im 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
I roll in greenery overlookin scenery
She ask me what Im thinking about
And, yo, I said My jewelry
She said thats cool to me
I read her like a eulogy
She said my partys hella crackin
I said thats how its supposed to be
Im a Jaguar in a foreign car
knockin on the Pearly gates
Hittin on the marijuana
Money all Americana
I do it Das Boot watching tapes of Ronnie Newt
Back up in the Lexus Coupe
Floatin like a parachute
Its my philosophy man of the entity
Its like Im Kenny Parker runnin round with B. D. P.
Yo homie its after eight
We goin down to the Lions Gate
Thats the restaurant with the free Henn when you buy a steak
Im like an earthquake
shakin up the foundation
Figured out the combination
to your iphone application
I got the recipe the menu is the rest of me
My car does match my Jordans and some say that was fresh of me
Im like The Loch Ness sittin up in a dropped Vette
Hangin like a chain that you might see up on Pacs neck
Im like the last poem
Tell them suckas go on home
How much yo is that cologne
I got it goin on
Im like a new glock holdin down an old block
and even though its crack rock they protect it like its Fort Knox
We eattin pork chops with a real Muslim aura
We hit Hawaii like its Pearl Harbor
Tora! Tora!
I might say neyamora
Or homie whats the score-a
And you can ask for what you want but I got nothing for ya