[Z-Ro]You got to get your paper in this gameIf you a hustler (if you a hustler)Niggas be playing with this thang but you all about your changeThey cant touch us (they cant touch us)247 all day and in businessBut on the low 5-0 aint gon witness itIm in the alley with them quarters and halfs up in my handThinking of a master plan I canHustle all night to the early morn I canFlip and serving rappers serve his domeAnd if a nigga plotting on me I disturb his homeAnd then straight up fore they even as I swerve his dome[Chorus]Get your paper hustling up in these city streetsDont forget to spending 10 thousand dollas on c.d.sAnd if you rapping aint no handouts in this industryWhatever you can take your timeGet your paper hustling up in these city streetsDont forget to spending 10 thousand dollas on c.d.sAnd if you rapping aint no handouts in this industryDont let it take over your mind[Z-Ro]I use to set up shop bout six oclockIn the morning on my grindPowder packs and crack and nerve sacksOut of the ghetto was on my mindNeeded to relocate with the thought of location keeping it on the lowCause when niggas beep you all the timeIt seems they act friends just to get your doughBut it aint no raw to meI ride with the armory the are 1-5Collecting my digits and spinning my tires No time for conversation I gotta rideBack to my safe place stash spot for the waste plateCause Im a go getter if the game escapesBalling was the picture cause there was no hitterNiggas is sinning majorNothing but home runs when I swing my batBut some of these niggas be playing crookedSo I cant forget to bring my gatAnd when its all said and doneIma redo my walls with platinum placksAt the Source Awards with a granddaddyCouple of drinks straight like that[Chorus][Z-Ro]Ima get my paper hustling up in this rap gameIm moving my units Im moving my heart its all for stacks manAnd once I get it it aint gon be no turning backF*ck the boomerang affect making motherfuckers hate meFrom a distance hopping fences in an instantTrying to get away from the long arm of the lawJepordize my benjamins I will be forced to put some harm on your jawMy attitude be raising its amazing Im not locked for man slaughterBecause I love my plastic princess and I cant keep my hands off herShe be right next to my nuts everytime I deal with hoes and crewsSend my bitch to fucking suck it bitch before I know they moveIs that gangster enough for you baby Ro gotta get his dough broBending corners in a tinted out four do Volvo blowing dro hoe[Chorus - 2x]

Yeah yanahmean?Just something for all my niggas in the hoodThey always ask me what I got to say to the youths andYanahmean when I do these interviewsJust want to let em know (we ballin)You gotta strap up cause niggasll test youWhenever you feel that pressureYou let em know everyday of your life is check itFor real we still killin em and each one of emYou know the flow like caine look its numbin emLook what I done to them they want run wit emI let em stay few nights but then Im done wit emMami you rollin get your clothinYou know one sight of the mansion will get em openI back out my garage wit new FerrariCause I been pimpin this game since AtariYou hardly ever see me loving a hoeI tell a bitch Im in love wit my doeCause Im pimping and niggas is bitchin andWe was the pharmacy now you want prescriptionsThink Im slippin like I dont grip againGo head trip it aint nothing to drop a clip againGot my dogs to catch me when Im fallinPass the weed and hennessy I hear it callin[Chorus x2]Nigga we ballin ready for war andPass the weed and hennessy I hear it callinWe ballin ready for war andPass the weed and hennessy I hear it callinYeah I take a sip of that henny I load that tec upI hit the block wit the medicine give em check upsYou see Im vest up Im ballin at warThese niggas want to see me off they dont want to see me on butProof Im ballin I put a eighthOf that white down in my hood I can finish it by the morninRe-up by noon re-kick at nightHalf these dudes doing bids couldnt live my lifeAnd you youngns in the hood want to be like PCause every new gat I cop it begin wit a PLike P-89 you niggas P-92 shitYou know how dudes This Proof aint for that bullshitAnd these hoes want to roll wit a GBut once I hit em wit that G I have totin the P cause![Chorus]Yo I hear em callin and every city I travelHoes get at em when they see a nigga ballinKeep the steel wit me couple of killas from the hoodWho blew bail but still they keep it real wit meWe ride out (and?) we find out (where?)Your little address (and?) blow out your hideout (yeah)Who want war? hoes they tellin me Es you aint rightLike this year Im goin go South PoleThis for them haters think Im slippin I aintWhen I find em hiding I tie em they be missin like weightBut wait lil nigga dont be missin my pointI dont miss when I point niggas get killed off pointAnd you see I school a little you forfeit the gameI was young just like em Jay taught me the sameBut I see he hard headed told em stay in his laneCause them OGs home and they layin wit Ks cause[Chorus]Nigga pass the weed and hennessy I hear it callinPass the weed and hennessy I hear it callinWe ballin ready for war andPass the weed and hennessy I hear it callinPass the weed and hennessy I hear it callinPass the weed and hennessy I hear it callinWe ballin pass the weed and hennessy I hear it callinWe ballin ready for war andPass the weed and hennessy I hear it callinWe ballin ready for war and

Who is my friend who is my foe I just cant tell no moCause seem like everywhere I go somebody got a problem with RoIt might be somebody from the past or somebody I dont knowBottom line I aint never fucked with nobody why yall fucking with me foIts a trip to see how all these people scream my nameCause I could remember whole lot of em that said Id never make it in the rap gameLook at me now though I got cars and cashAnd since Im able to say f*ck regular weed I get hydro by the bagIm the same nigga white tennis shoes blue jeans and a white t-shirt247 all day and night around the clock thats how we workI could give a f*ck about these niggas wanting beefThey been muted by my paper chase interrupt me you might come up deceasedBitch Im a product of the streetsPlus Im an animal that seem raw and untamed and J. Prince got me off the leashIm a motherfucking beast when it come down to my breadHey red you pull the cover back its time to lay in your bedIn my life dont nobody wanna see me winIn my life theyd rather see me disgusted with no endsIn my life everyday another friend turn to a foeThats why my motto is f*ck friends hand me my doIn my life I still struggle to make ends meetIt aint gravy just cause you see me on TV Im almost back on the streetsIn my life bitch I done seen and heard it allSo Im one deep till my casket I aint fucking with yallI use to ride or die for you like you was my gal or somethingSimply cause you gave a damn about me when I had nothingWhen all the homies use to laugh at me because I was brokeYou would make a plate for me and we might sip a six or a foAnd even though you had a nigga you said I could spend the nightBut out of respect for both of yall I chose to kick it under the street lightHell yeah I was attracted to ya baby and you know thatI still feel like we look good together on a KodakBut a lot of bullshit been floating round in the airI sposed to said some disrespectful shit now you hate a playaAnd to that skinny bitch with the rigid gold you need to shut the hell upTaln bout I made you suck my dick for a ride yeah I made your throat swell upBut tell it how it really went downCause we was coming from the studio and you leaned over from the passenger sideYeah you was trying to get me to let you spend the nightBut since I turned you down you throwing mo salt in my lifeIn my life dont nobody wanna see me winIn my life theyd rather see me disgusted with no endsIn my life everyday another friend turn to a foeThats why my motto is f*ck friends hand me my doIn my life I still struggle to make ends meetIt aint gravy just cause you see me on TV Im almost back on the streetsIn my life bitch I done seen and heard it allSo Im one deep till my casket I aint fucking with yallLife is hard but its fair and even though it might rainI got my galoshes plus my umbrella aint no stopping me maynWhenever seen my way Imma deal with it then send it right backI been the underdog all my life thats why I bark like thatAnd f*ck a friend nigga yall wasnt trying to kick it when I didnt have no ends niggaYall must think Im a foolProlly just wanna flip in my whip and have me pay for the weedBut Ill be damned if I blow my hard earned money on anyone else but meI came to this bitch one deep and thats how Im gon goAnd the way I see it I owe nobody nothing aint nobody gon get no doZ-Ro King of the Ghetto and the Mo City DonEverybody around me is strapped thats why you never see me with a gunI get my funds cause its the time of the month to pay billsI aint rich aint no difference between me and the people across the street for realHomie Im just trying to pay billsI aint rich aint no difference between me and the people across the street for realIn my life dont nobody wanna see me winIn my life theyd rather see me disgusted with no endsIn my life everyday another friend turn to a foeThats why my motto is f*ck friends hand me my doIn my life I still struggle to make ends meetIt aint gravy just cause you see me on TV Im almost back on the streetsIn my life bitch I done seen and heard it allSo Im one deep till my casket I aint fucking with yallIn my life dont nobody wanna see me winIn my life theyd rather see me disgusted with no endsIn my life everyday another friend turn to a foeThats why my motto is f*ck friends hand me my doIn my life I still struggle to make ends meetIt aint gravy just cause you see me on TV Im almost back on the streetsIn my life bitch I done seen and heard it allSo Im one deep till my casket I aint fucking with yall

[Z-Ro]Ima maintain all about fortune not the fameFeddy cold cash and a diamond ring its all about feddy when IRap singIm sick of this struggling all damn dayNever see the sun cause skies stay grayThis for the little kids that cant go playCause everybody outside playing with an AKCome around my niggas you bust you f*ck around get lostBetter not set trip f*ck around get tossed I be a fool with that break them off Lay it down little daddy straight take them offYeah Im living a sin when against the grainYou dont know Z-Ro you dont know my painTears be coming on down like rainIts a full time job trying to maintainWant to stay right but right be broke a nigga cant eat withDreams and hopesSteady be thinking of sell some dope or trying to get paid fromSongs I wroteIn it to win it dont plan to lose got to be a real nigga fillMy shoesGot to pay the rent got to pay the light bill Got to pay the depend deposit and pay duesMe and that H-A-W-K got to deal with stress when it come my wayBut one of these days gone be out thereIts a bitch took a ball ball and parlayUntil we make it we mash togetherOoint seven by the nine we blast togetherSouth sive for live S.U.C. for life nigga we get cash forever(Chorus - 2x)Maintaining hustling struggling but I got to surviveKeep maintaining its a burden up on my conscience just stayingAlive[Hawk]Im a real hustler stacking funds riding around with a loadedGunSome of my niggas thats on the run with all that weed up inYour lungsGet your paper get your dough buy it off the show room floorGo about this process slow and feel the pain of my nigga Z-RoOver money I lose sleep sell work f*ck sheepSpit heat on beats to make my ends meetPress hard on tablet sheets everything else is obsoleteVictim of these ghetto streets you dont work you dont eatI strive to gain fame struggle to maintainStay away from no names and flip bricks of cocaineThis rap thangs been good to me feeds my familyForever keep my sanity and do this shit for P-A-TMust keep a leather head for all my partners lets make emSpreadMe and my niggas we break bread until the whole familys fedYou heard what I said in this over bullAll that I say I speak the truth(Chorus - 2x)[Z-Ro]Looking at this little light of mine never did glimmer neverDid shineCause I resort to a life of crime and I know Im wrong but IGot to get mineGot to feed my mouth and five more I grind every day but I stayBrokeResponsibility baby taking a load off my little daySteady be working her fingers to the bone aching and tired whenShe come homeBout to pull a stunt last of the monthAint no more work just riding on chrome No rocks in my pocket the on my neckOne slip and Im tripping one growing up thickGive me a couple of zeros on a checkI might sweat but never gone let up(Chorus - 6x)

Yeah yeah Z-Ro DP Billy Cook lay it downAll night long smoked all fire yeah yeah[Z-Ro]We can ball all day four play in the hallwayTaking trips overseas France England and my wayIm the Don Datta but you cant be my baby mamaLet me save you the drama roll on like a YokohamaWe can go half on the room and half on a sackAnd while you breaking the buzz down Ima be hitting it from the backBend over baby I got something to show you babyTurn around on your back toes up on the shoulders babySteady deep stroking dont mind me just keep smokingBust a lot to break the serve and the soda water openBut you aint my may thang just a little something to the sideSo dont talk when Im talking on the phone you keep quietJust open your mouth wide and let me put it insideSmoke a sweet and to finish my cup and then its time to slideDont worry about nothing cause its confidentialOpen up your runway for my ?con? to dent you(Chorus - 2x (Billy Cook vocalizing in background)All night long all nightWe be smoked all nightAll night long all nightAs we flip and sip pink sprite[Z-Ro]Put a six in a Cris we gone sip on thatIts harder than a roll of quarters put your hips on thatRemoving your thong penetrate the pick and its onStill sipping and smoking stroking steady making you moanIm number 0 City Don got a cottage by the barnAutomatic gauges vicious dogs roaming the lawnYou got to worry about nothing except for keeping me happyAnd if its with you than a bitch steady tapping and nappy[DP]Steady tapping and nappy getting the headboards clappingHell shot pussy with your man asking what happenedAnd no excuses out your mouth cause youve been riding with meArrange my soldiers T-H-you-GSee you can tell from the smile and the way that you stripSomething aint right though nigga been all up in the gutsBetter soak on some alcohol and leave me aloneBitch ask for the cash I get it(Chorus - 2x)[Z-Ro]I need a thug bitch a shop lift and sell drug bitchBut dont be tripping when Im pimping in the club bitchWe can hit the telly and get under the sheetsKnocking you down till I move around back on the streetsAnd keep rolling got to keep my benjamins foldingThen Im coming back to beat it up until its swollen Baby its non stopping fix a nigga a plateSo dont worry I be coming to your house real lateMeanwhile Im a soldier in the battlefieldIm on a mission trying to get it Ima make a millWith or without you but if you downThen we can do it together drank rubbers and automatic roundsBut dont be tripping when I say I need spaceI aint cheating but its some reason its a knee caseIm a block bleeder you got to share me with the drugs and shitBut when Im fucking you its beautiful I love the shit(Chorus - 4x)

I hold my cup up I let my top downAnd everywhere I look they pourin up nowSay shout out to them Texas niggas Texas niggasI do this shit for Texas niggaI hold my cup up I let my top downAnd everywhere I look they pourin up nowSay shout out to them Texas niggas Texas niggasI do this shit for Texas niggaBitch I hear ya talkinYou about that shit then take that offFake ass niggas gotta lay downReppin H-Town now a nigga cant play that offNiggas came down to the city stole from the cityHoes from the city like play that songThese rap niggas know Im the new niggaBut no nigga gotta put Kirko onBitches know Im bout it manLove the way that I swang that chromeI be all in her body manEvery bitch that I f*ck I ownUh while you be tryna marry the bitchAint tryna burn but this money Im tryna bury quickOoh Im sippin on that purple stuffHo I aint bout to pour you upOoh Im sippin on that purple stuffNigga I aint bout to pour you upI hold my cup up I let my top downAnd everywhere I look they pourin up nowSay shout out to them Texas niggas Texas niggasI do this shit for Texas niggaWhen I hold my cup up its just like lifting weightsLook like Im chewin instead of sippin because this is an 8I dont want no soda homie Id rather sip it straightIm an OG out that screwed up cliqueKing of the Ghetto this is my nameI be rollin on swangers with candy black paint on emIf it rain still aint gon get a stain on emIm from Texas you can tell how I talkIm from Texas you can tell how I walkSix-piece wing dinner from FrenchysKing of the ghetto aint never been friendlyJust put eleven more ounces in meWhenever you see me my cup aint emptySo many fifteens so many twelves so many 6-5-9sIm bangin so hard everybody else banginBut I dont give a f*ck if they park by mineIve got a thunder trunkI keep coughin cause I smoke thunder skunkIve got the lightning dick I need thunder cuntAnd I dare any one of yall niggas to mess with TexasTexas gon f*ck you upI hold my cup up I let my top downAnd everywhere I look they pourin up nowSay shout out to them Texas niggas Texas niggasI do this shit for Texas niggaFirst they steal your lighter then they steal your styleFat Pat is my idol Ive got twenty bands on my smileForgot to pay they homage they just reuse and recycleMan they lie so much that they dont know the truthBut theyll swear to God on the BibleI dont know where they do that atBut it damn sure aint in TexasRidin in the Lac down 45 I-10 is my exitI do this shit for the city swanginIve got wood grain in my LeffriesPimp C is the greatestMotherfucker talkin down is a death wishCodeine is my fetish pourin up is a way of lifeLegend stealer Jerome BettisYou punk sipper aint drakin it right8 or all thats a day in the lifeOpen trunk and array of lightsThey used to say this was local shitNow everywhere drinkin muddy SpritePour upI hold my cup up I let my top downAnd everywhere I look they pourin up nowSay shout out to them Texas niggas Texas niggasI do this shit for Texas niggaI rep for Texas niggaYou gon respect us niggaWe got ya sippin out them white cups like Texas niggasGot ya shinin diamond grills like them Texas niggasRappers screwed up and chopped like them Texas niggasYou get the message nigga? So chop some checks up with usThem broads be tryna get us cause they know we them niggasShe love my Texas swag and how I keep it GLet her roll in the slab she wanna be seen with meI tell her pay that fee its pimpin with me maneExtended bitch in Texas aint no sippin with me maneStill drippin candy stains got that drink by the paneCause Im a Texas nigga what we do Kurt CobainI hold my cup up I let my top downAnd everywhere I look they pourin up nowSay shout out to them Texas niggas Texas niggasI do this shit for Texas nigga

From the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthHold up a minute Im the King of the GhettoHolding the rap game like wood grain cant let goYou niggasll never see me Im on another levelStay ready to dig a grave keep a gun and a shovelAnd pouring gas too if there evidenceSaw me in the rear view now you wonder where I wentIm a get you if I owe ya visit ya residenceLay the merk game down and then Ima hit the fenceBetter keep my mouth closed so they cant see the shiningThey think it was Z-Ro cause all they seen was diamondsIm cold as a deep freeze with bags of ice in itMy 3-57 pretty but aint nothing nice in itToo many bitches and not enough rubbersGot so many all my real niggaz under the gutterWatch a nigga full of life light close like shuttersGod damn staying healthy is hard as a mofuckerFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthI got diamonds all in my mouth in my grill and in my jawsPlatinum teeth and princess cuts my mouth is similar to a disco ballIm Paul Wall my smile is blinding my ice is shining like a chandelierI tend to brush my teeth with Windex just so the glass house mouth shine clearI got mo karats invested with soup Im a Texas icon a Peoples ChampPut on your shades when I commits to approach my mouth is eliminating like a lampIt got gold grills and platinum and ice cause thats how it is in the Lone Star StateWith a cup full of bar in a candy car and we jamming on a Robert Davis Grey TapeFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthEver since 1999 I had diamonds in my grillYou just rapping that aint platinum homie you need to chillCause you embarrassing Texas nigga you aint trillNigga you been on my dick way befo you got your dealThese rappers finally get some fame and think they got it lockedAfter your album flop nigga you gon be on KochMy gear clean from my ear rings to my pinky ringIf you aint spend thirty tuck in your piece and chain (Southside)From the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthBlucka-blucka-blucka thats how my gun goIf Im looking agitated bitch you better run hoeI use to do the baguettes but now Im VS-1s thoughPrincess cuts straight up and down Johnny done thoseI got loud ice just like Paul WallShining down South brighter than all yallWhen its time to get your jewelry done who do yall callCause you fellas aint shining at all check me outOn the first and fifteenth Im someing like a pimpEven with a suspended license still finna flipAint no limit to this cash aint nothing I cant getFive deuce Hoover cause aint nothing like a CripRide with a Revolve I dont f*ck with clipsThese roach ass niggaz trying to make me bust my chipsBut Im not a bank I dont even trust my bitchIm from the South and I got diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouthFrom the SouthI got the diamonds in my mouth

What?King of the Ghetto what they call me cause I rule this Bitch (rule this Bitch)Im bout business I dont participate in foolishness (foolishness)But every now and then somebody want to get the trippin with me (trippin with me)And thats when I get stupid and them gorilla niggaz be with meBut Ill rather be running up in something wet and slippery (wet and slipperrrry)Waiting on a nigga baby mama to come visit me (visit meeee)They know Im working with something so they be trying to holla (trying to holla)They nigga just make them moan they hit me when they trying to holla (trying to holla)Guess I be digging to deep they emotions start growingGot they husband wondering who they been fucking four in the morning (four in the morning)Lil mama cover you track if ya man find out and call his selfTrying to check me Im a beat his Bitch ass (Bitch ass)He just mad cause he be missing and needing his bitch ass (Bitch ass)And he mad cause I be rubbing and squeezing his bitch ass (Bitch ass)He in love with the chick and she dont even remember his assShe down for Z-Ro and do anything I askCause I hit her with the muleThats the reason why these broads be tripping Dont want me to be with no other women(Cause I hit em with the mule)Going to deep when I be digging up in them bumping up against they kidneysWhen I stick them(Cause I hit em with the mule)Valerie is mad at me because I ran up in KimKim got a nigga so Val told himHow I be sneaking with his gal yeah massaging that monkeySlapping her on the ass while she riding that donkeyAnd now my name in the mixBut thats what you get putting your thang in a bitchYou got to butt em up stick em ha ha and dipFlush the rubber yep and get in the car and flipBut hoes always know where your ride atOr at least where it was they notice the tire tracks now they flatSo I learned to be polite move over pleaseGrind it up in them an damn near damage their ovariesJack that ass up look at a minuteThen urghhh ride up in itIts a certain way you stroke the hoesTake her on a vacation poke her noseThats the reason why these broads be tripping Dont want me to be with no other women(Cause I hit em with the mule)Going to deep when I be digging up in them bumping up against they kidneysWhen I stick them(Cause I hit em with the mule)Look I cant help but see her she got that big ol bumper behind herWhen I see her she remind me of my lil mama MiaI dont want rewind back to my bahama dearShe was out chea this lil nigga got her hereYou wanna know bout my neighbor yeah I kinda knew herShe was impress with my whips I wasnt kinda sureKinda blew her off cause she was playing me tightBumping down and let them whitey boys change her lifeI hope you aint beefingAnd my past aint got nothing to do with me hitting that assMa Im tweaking Im from a different worldWhere you dont tie a woman down if she want to look around go head and get it girlFlexxa time to have sexxaLook how ya got me I don worked up a sweatCalling my number cause no one do it betterGot you at home at night writing me lettersThats the reason why these broads be tripping Dont want me to be with no other women(Cause I hit em with the mule)Going to deep when I be digging up in them bumping up against they kidneysWhen I stick them(Cause I hit em with the mule)Pissed of cause too many people been in my faceMean mugging everybody two seconds from catching a casePlus somebody just hit my car man the shit dont stopGo thru my phone and choose a victim take it out on the cock (on the cock)Ma thinking bout gripping ass thats why I hit it swift and fastIm a put this log on you you gon feel it all in your calvesA gangsta so Im raw with it I know what Im doingThats why she pop up at my residence trying to see what Im doingShe knocking if the lights on ready to get her fight onCause last night she had orgasms all night longMade her feel like she was married with childrenBut aint no Al and Peggy Im strictly here to do some drilling in your man fillingThere would be my hand filling all up in your you knowBut you disappointed cause you aint my numeral unoSo you go acting a fool breaking all a players ruleStraight forgot you had dude at homeCause I hit you with the muleThats the reason why these broads be tripping Dont want me to be with no other women(Cause I hit em with the mule)Going to deep when I be digging up in them bumping up against they kidneysWhen I stick them(Cause I hit em with the mule)

So you getting married tomorrow huhCongratulations hey you know I always be trying to look out for yaAnd just so you can get this dick out your systemAnd you dont commit adultery or nothing like thatWhy dont you come over here and give me some of that pussyI keep thinking about the first time that we fuckedI was just six inches you was a B cupF*ck all night in your mamas bedYes we did like Obama saidNever kiss and tell but I told my homie CraigAint nothing sweeter than being between your legsDicking you up in the center of the roomAnd riding that ass like a witch on a broomYour groom aint freaky like me down thereIm well rounded with the lint game dudes a squareBut this time tomorrow youll be walking the isleAnd Ima be the reason you smile Im speaking on it right nowBut Ill forever hold my piece at the ceremonyFeel that shit bring back memories dont itLove it when you do the cowgirl in reverseYou getting married let me leave you alone but firstI just wanna f*ck you one mo timeFor old times sake let a nigga knock you downIma hit it till you damn near start cryingIma hit it till you damn near start cryingAint nothing wrong with a little bump and grindAnd if your man tripping you know Ill be aroundHit you with a pound of the meat from behindHit you with a pound of the meat from behindYour booty look like two butterball turkeysBut Im not going in I dont do butterball surgeryJust giving you a compliment you know I love your bowlegsMarried in your mind but them Ro titties and Ro legsBet you when you walking down the isle in the back of your mindYou gon be reminiscing about how I hit it from behindSo dont cheat yourself treat yourselfYou civilized around him around me you can be yourselfCause Ima be me and me is real freaky deakyYou gon think you peed on yourself leaky-leakyHomeboy glasses aint looking right he think he can see meKnock his ass out rings point bail bonds gon have to free meWhen I get out Ima go shit shower shaveGators on my feet Polo on my body sharp as a bladeTomorrow you gon have a different last nameSo before the sun rise open up your thighs let me do my thangI just wanna f*ck you one mo timeFor old times sake let a nigga knock you downIma hit it till you damn near start cryingIma hit it till you damn near start cryingAint nothing wrong with a little bump and grindAnd if your man tripping you know Ill be aroundHit you with a pound of the meat from behindHit you with a pound of the meat from behindI went and caught ya at your bacholorette party full of wineHit you with a pound of the meat from behindSpot you at the hotel putting on your wedding dressAnd send you to the church house with dick on your breathIts Willie D chump thats what it be humpYou trying to put on lock I got the key f*ckIm harder than a tree stump babyAnd one mo nut and its all gravyWe was some nasty lil ol ass kids cause we would do it anywhereBack then you barely had booty but it was still up in the airAnd I was standing all up in it working up a sweatGo on marry that nigga but Im the nigga you wont forgetWhen yall be in the bed I know you dont be satisfiedI know you a nympho he dont even know you have that sideTo him you just a bad bitch with a jobYou give vegetarian head dick is corn on the cobI just wanna f*ck you one mo timeFor old times sake let a nigga knock you downIma hit it till you damn near start cryingIma hit it till you damn near start cryingAint nothing wrong with a little bump and grindAnd if your man tripping you know Ill be aroundHit you with a pound of the meat from behindHit you with a pound of the meat from behind

Isa rude boy like a domino and finally cause it rollsSoar like an eagle from the porch smoke in my noseAnd I bust it down upon the center and feel it up with cessAnd start fill licking roll up ganja now smokers got testGangsta smoker times is not jokerIgnite the kill I wanted to puff and they taught meOne to one original feeling watch me take the fondourImma walk up to the sweet house and start to rap on the doorImma get a box of phillys from out the sto and come right backThen Imma roll a philly fat as a finger and light thatLemon lime hydro and regular pine you know I like thatUnder of the influence of sticky theres no need to fight backCause I love it when I be lifted all of my gears be done shiftedOne deep in the rental car going off because Im talented and giftedScooping up nothing but playas and were thinking the sameNothing but flipping and sipping and running a train on Mary JaneLove it mayn rolling em and blowing em all dayPosted up at the Red Booth Inn smelling good in the hallwayWith a wet towel up under the do but that aint enough to stop the do-doBut like the Po-Yo Im about to rep the logo smoke on in a tinted out fo doNothing but swisher smoking tonightAnything that you want from me gotta wait till I get highIm not capping but only sticky green is on my mindBut if you wanna match your sweet well I think we can compromiseImma huff and Im gon puff cause I done made it a habitFrom point A to point B and even to point C Im searching for some cabbageHold up look up in the sky is it a bird is it a planeNaw its slim and brown and smelling so lovely its Mary JaneIll admit it Imma fiend for nothing but coedine and killer greenWith a 24 hour lean Im always smoking on the sceneEverybody wanna put me to the test Im just trying to ease the tension and stressInhale but I gotta let it go congested in my chestIn an attempt to bust a lung hydro ponics got me sprungGoing broke behind this woman and willing to spend all my fundsI gotta get a fat sack for one double O but lifted thats fa sho thoughAnd like the Po-Yo Im about to rep the logo smoke on in a tinted out fo doNothing but swisher smoking tonightAnything that you want from me gotta wait till I get highIm not capping but only sticky green is on my mindBut if you wanna match your sweet well I think we can compromiseIm lighter than Al trying to smoke myself into another dimensionPlease light up that there cause I really need to calm my nerves I be trippingThats why I gotta stay smoking but to keeping my balance is really a challengeAnd Im violently choking hit the coat drop 85 mo when I say fatter than a fat packMaybe that would be R-A to the N-K everyday all dayStimulating my mind Guerilla Maab one deep and Im one of a kindYou better not try to crush that love better pass if you wanna live puff-puff giveOn the cool Im stuck in my buzz I could poke on golds with red hair punk cause Im blowing killEven if Im on paper for pulling a caper I gotta be blowing stillAnd you know its real burning killWith a wet towel up under the do but that there aint enough to stop the do-doAnd like the Po-Yo Im about to rep the logo smoke on in a tinted out fo doNothing but swisher smoking tonightAnything that you want from me gotta wait till I get highIm not capping but only sticky green is on my mindBut if you wanna match your sweet well I think we can compromise

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(feat. Lil Yachty) [Intro: Post Malone] Ooh, yeah I feel like Monta, bitch, I feel like Monta Ooh, yeah, yeah [Chorus: Post Malone] I need my bucks ho, bitch, I feel like Monta (Monta) Smoke Golden State oh, bitch, I feel like Monta (Monta) Eleven bad hoes, bitch, I feel like Monta (ooh) ...

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