Lyrics:
wood with wheel on
With a flyin' bitch some old gangsta shit
Flat screen DVD's smoking stank and shit
Ain't dat shit Sunday bull tank and shit
Top down
Game would say
"Hi!"s name in that manner
Many years went by
Still no legitimate answer
Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade
Hub City threat, minor
fifty
Can't you tell by my cut why I'm pimpin'
And if I hit one time she's limpin'
And if he trick one dime he's simpin'
'Cause we don't do it like
home and family
And you tell me you aint't got no DVD
I say you tell me you ain't got no DVD
It costs too much to drive your SUV
It takes too long
the statue
My physical is pure, covered in no tattoo
Chillin' in my throne, the man's home is his castle
You only got a one track mind or what have you
I need
a bone playa
Two feet hacky sack
Give a teen a phone playa
DVD's in the back
Humma' bumpin' tones playa
15 Fell in love
Now we boughta home playa
(Yeah,
He just tryna make it home
In a world where they judge
You by yo tone
Fuck you, pay me
Thats the type of shit he on
He got high tolerance for weed
that ooh ahh sound
I'ma push up on ya slow
Get ya right by the end of the night
Do something sweet
Like massage ya feet
And put Pretty Ricky cd
Rockers on twenty-three chrome
You got your gun on you
I hate it if you done left it at home
Cause six is blasting nice and fast
And better clean your
Raise a toast
Came this far
I could just cool on the rocks like a brandy
All of this shade
Never was a glass house guy
But I keep stones by cause
khakis I’m locced out
Got naked hoes in a dope house
Put them hoes on a DVD
Show them hoes what this 'pimp bout
I’m pill poppin’ feds is watchin’
I hopped
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
Bitch, I spit that Eazy-E, face to face, Smack DVD
I don't got no time for hanging out and all that E-T-C
Just cut the check, C-T-C, Godbody my physique
pictures
Listen to me, I see your career goin' sky high
Takin' you home to the crib in the Chi
And every time I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
on pout with the 5th on lean
Trill dvd playin' on my screen sittin' on cream
man you know what I mean
[Chorus]
Now if I catch you at the light (i
[M.I.A.:]
We do it cheap, hide our money in a heap
Send it home and make 'em study fixing teeth
I got a family, a friend in need
A hand to throw
pictures
Listen to me, I see your career goin' sky high
Takin' you home to the crib in the Chi
And every time I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
dvd's inside our home
(Lil' Flip)
down south we ballin for the millenium
I got a drop escalade and I aint even twenty-one
(Lil' Flip)
down south
on me time for all that cash we wasted
Books and housing fees
I'm feeling old at twenty three
I'm weirded out by young ass hoes
They never seen a dvd
My
it's like DVD when I flow
Feel me, I'm loved like the great late Malik Sealy
The one the player haters hate dearly, but can't near me
Homicide can't
it's like DVD when I flow
Feel me, I'm loved like the great late Malik Sealy
The one the player haters hate dearly, but can't near me
Homicide can't
little body-adi-adi (do you want it?)
Girl I wanna freak your body-adi-adi (what you want it?)
I just wanna take you home with me
She get it from her
(Shine), whip Rover's not Honda's
(Shine), I'm a spend it 'til it's gone
(Shine), don't know when I'm comin' home
(Shine), pop X and drank Cris'
(Shine),
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