yeah Slim nigga, lyrically on my limbs Bigga then a nigga hittin' the gym Regular benchpressin' the bar, Ten steps up from ya'll, you could follow my
the jackpot with this flow that I got I know when I'm hot It's my show to stop holding my crotch My whip cleaner than Amish men in honest ends Two dimes
have been the first time I got my heart broke by this girl I like My first time to Atlanta was my first time on a plane My first time on ecstacy I stood
keep you in a good mood Champagne flowin', people hey-hoin' Time just passed without ya even knowin' Party's like pretty sights, late nights Flexed from a set to the next
when my mom played my father?s role Now I?m a man runnin' with a gun in the vest It feel good with my son on my chest I wanna quit but I?m one of the
some love Got them legs wide open while you're sittin' at the bar Talkin' to some nigga 'bout his car I guess he said he had a Lexus, what's next? You
inmates Extra .380 on a string 'round my neck cos feds check the waist No time to waste, grab the loot and escape before next break Heads are clockin
"hey kid, walk straight, master your high" (- slick rick, 'hey Young world' (I think)) Droolin from the mouth with them bloodshot eyes Tell 'em "hey
why? My reply is 'I don't give a fuck' I'm a Panther, I love fresh meat After I kill ya, I'ma leave ya body across 110th Street My tactics are drastic
What you drinkin' Caribou Is what I'm thinkin' Kansas city, baby Hey, yo, yo, yo, yo, We got relish Don't be jealous That's a hey no, no,no Me and my
street with my hand on my dick Cause I wanna be sayin', I'm rich bitch (bitch!) When I party with ya'll We drinkin' Crown up at the bar When I'm smokin
Geah (hey) Hey We money makers in the house You know how we do it All I needs is my strawberriez -n- cream All I needs is my strawberriez -n- cream Gettin
the naked truth and the truth is for sale So when I leave ya Ya fucking with my pride I don't see though Typical MC My nuts don't match the size of my
every crowd, it?s usually me Hey y?all, hey y?all, hey y?all There?s one in every crowd, it?s usually me Hey y?all, hey y?all, hey y?all There?s one
whole truth Your father and I won't tell the truth Won't tell the truth Aha, hey Aha, aha (Hey, hey) Na na na na na na na na (Hey, hey) Your father
Bartender?s sittin? them shots on the bar Those last two Eagar bombs hit me hard My best friend left and took the keys to my car Who?s gonna take me home
at me. she gotta wink, a wink acroos the bar and i know that it's meant to be. she gotta walkooh, she walking over and i know it could be my day. she
my God, it's 2 o'clock I can't find my keys and my truck's locked So I grabbed a tire tool and I broke my window Hurt my elbow, got me in though Two