Lyrics:
Bull and vodka
Provocatively, walking like you're talking to me
Branded outlandish, triple decker stress sandwich
It's an ambush, turn out back
Yoc life bakins'
And I reckon
We'll be collectin' dividends along the way
And that's exactly were this haterism comes into play
What's there to say
military agents, soldiers marchin in for the kill
This is a war, join ranks, play your position
Put the industry in checkmate, force 'em under
Now's the time to
Play it back
Don't you try
To deny yourself
This pleasure
So divine
We do it
We do it extra fine
We do it once or twice
and do not play
If you want me, come and get me, Fraiser Drive is where I stay
Won't you come on down my way, I hope that you ain't afraid
You won't
Sat down with the poker face
The snake eyes and your pillowcase
The hands holding the triple ace
Are laying down the cards
She said it without
gray
ain't no question no need to ask
Who's the West baddest livest
standin' center stage controllin' the crowd like Cyrus
Warriors come out to play
I'm
Chorus:
Talking sex on the text you don't know what's comin next
Watch me flex as we watch some hardcore triple-X
Tu ma's dis je t'aime je t'ai dis
in this game so I got to play it
Yeah I made up my bed so I got to lay in it
There's only one way out, limo, window tinted
My momma prayin daily for my
whatever, big Benz blue lens
With my killers right behind me, in that new S-10
See we took a few ends, now we making some millions
For the 2 triple O back
Hardaway
Hip hop is an arena and every show is like game day
On Sunday or Monday
Whatever day I play at a professional level
Here, in L.A.
[intro]
2 triple o
Sole'
S, uh
O, ah
L, yeah
E, accent
S, yeah
O, uh
L, yeah
E, accent
[sole']
Ugh, it's the brown cocomo mama
Call shots, 12 room
A motherfuckin dyke, bull dank, a rock smokin' dog
Triple X rated, vulgar and explicit
I'm talkin' bout da bitch I call hot twat Bridget
Walkin round town, spread
ending
If I want it I GET IT, AND IF I SAID IT I MEANT IT
HOW IN THE FUCK you gonna PLAY ME, smile in my face like you LIKE me
Bitch you might as well
knew her face
I saw her hangin out around the way
Watchin all the players play, whoaaa
Her smile sets off this glow
and when she walks, it's such
a video into the machine, a triple X cherry fill the screen
You know what that mean, POW
Been at it for an hour or more, I hear the door
"Oh shit, what
crush ya melon
In the middle of broad day
Who the fuck is tellin'?
Outrageous haters, can't contain us
Chickenheads play the side
Givin' neck and brain
2 triple o
Sole'
S, uh
O, ah
L, yeah
E, accent
S, yeah
O, uh
L, yeah
E, accent
Ugh, it's the brown cocomo mama
Call shots, 12 room
problems, you think you had some
Hit the beats, you won't have none
Big dream sale, you know platinum
Checks never deposit, just cash 'em
Summertime, triple
this rip,
She offered me a scoop but I took a triple dip
Cherry on top baby don't forget the whip
Got them niggas going nuts everytime she lick her lips.
This town ain't big, this town ain't small
It's a little of both they say
Our ball club may be minor league but at least it's triple A
We sit
triple-crossed me
Never trust a bitch and learned to juggle cocaine
Keep a nigga's ass off of Liberty and Waco
Cause that right there's a corner the hardrock
This town ain't big, this town ain't small
It's a little of both they say
Our ball club may be minor league but at least it's triple A
We sit
Guy, and (???)
I'm that fly, with big guns, that splat guys
I shit pies, van diesel, triple X, I
And pull deadly stunts, just like I'm Left Eye
Ain't,
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