Creme de la creme homie, top ya know I like my beat low, down low, down low, down low, down low, down low, down low I like my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let back, let Ay holla if ya ya beat down low, down low, down low, down low, down low, down low, down low I like my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let back, let
Ay holla if ya like ya down low, down low, down low, down low, down low, down low, down low I like my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let back, let
I like my beat down low and my top let Can see me ridin' with a chopper in the back Ya like ya hot and ya top let back If ya rims sit high and ya windows black
I my beat down low and my top let back Can see me ridin' with a chopper in the back Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let If ya rims sit high and ya windows black
I'm the man in my city, ain't fuckin' wit' me You can ask the niggas and all the bad bitches I'm a known drug dealer; I have fifties And the and the killers was all in class wit' me SS's on twenty-sixes, watchin' television Shorty, I'm never slippin', got the in vision And ready to pop the clip in, to get to trippin' Ready to show these folks a celebrity pistol Pimp the automobile, and the roof for the tag missin' Polices try to pursue me; nothin' but gas-given Addicted to fast livin', yes, I'm one of my dad's I'm bad now, you should a seen me before I had children Give dick to ya daddy's daughter and they oughta children Hope he got insurance 'cause I definitely have some endurance Kill her in and drive her ass to Missouri Still my wet pet while I'm woodgrain grippin'
I like my beat low and my top let back Can see me ridin' with a chopper in the back Ya like ya hot and ya top let back If ya rims sit high and ya windows pitch
I like my beat down low and my top let Can see me twenty-fours with a chopper in the back Ya ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back If ya rims sit and ya windows pitch black
I got this Pimp Squad I know you heard about us Young niggaz rich, and we ain't worried 'bout much On glock I clutch In God I trust, if a nigga start, bet his heart I bust Got ya and the broad in ya car fucked up What ya estimation thought a star wouldn't bust I got the heart and the on this perp I blow Move ten bricks daily, tryin' to five mo' Ya see the Cadillac down Hollywood Road On the bird in Cali, fuckin' Hollywood hos On a and half with my partner Young Dro Dro Bumpin' Goodie Mob Soul Food fo' rappers', old dudes, told dudes I'm a pro With a loaded fo' fo' and a quarter of blow (Hey), nigga, don't you hit me you buyin' six or mo' My twenty-four blades glistenin', and my 808
I my beat down low and my top let back Can see me ridin' twenty-fours a chopper in the back Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let If ya rims sit high and ya pitch black
I like my beat down low and my top let Can see me ridin' twenty-fours with a chopper in the Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let If ya rims sit and ya windows pitch black
I wear the down under, man, somebody better tell 'em 'For I spit a hundred rounds and everybody bailin' I got some bitches in a Benz and my partners in the And now we ridin' and Asani's on Pirellis If ya think ya tryin' to run up on me, just forget it The clip in the chopper as ya leg and leave ya shredded Pistol way in the truck, and my knife on Ya think he ain't gettin' stuck, you got fucked up A couple in ya hip will have ya night fucked up he live? Will he die? Guess he might luck up Meanwhile, I'm racin' my Ferarri like a light for a Lamborghini Gallardo every time I get a car
I like my beat low and my top let back Can see me ridin' with a chopper in the back Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let If ya sit high and ya windows pitch black
I like my down low and my top let back Can see me ridin' twenty-fours with a chopper in the Ya like ya hot and ya top let back If ya rims sit high and ya pitch black