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  • 作词 : Bostic, Mosley, Stevens
    I flipped a
    Lexi, speed up and catch me
    Lexus of Concord, reached out and touched me
    Some of you hoe fake ass *******s like
    Roz, be messy
    I know some beautiful black intelligent women, they're ***y
    E-40's back and actin' black and
    I don't be barkin', nor even high cappin'
    You better watch me,
    I'm comin' smebbin'
    Ninety-five, ninety-six, ninety-seven
    Bet your persodian, 30-
    R-6-castodian
    Special shout to
    Casual Del the
    Souls and opium
    About the town, the
    Valley-Joe
    Just like a democratic,
    I'm for' the po'
    ******* the bumble, you ************ it ain't no punk hoe
    Pedestrian stumble sound like a gorilla tryin' to get up out of a trunk hoe
    Continue strikin' it, hope you likin' it
    They'll be makin' nasties at the bus stop and trackin' it
    Every egg that
    I pull in bulges
    When it comes to spittin'
    I'm ferocious
    Management in cabbages,
    SavagesHangin' out when all the sudden
    I'm eatin' ham sandwiches
    All day, everyday, 40 play, he say
    She say, bieetch!
    That-a-way
    Keep it goin though don't stop
    Shakin' baking soda, forms a rock36 zips on a triple beam scale
    Burn the duct tape but keep all the ya-yo
    Rip a peel, extra crisp, really really
    Ate it like
    I'm a specialist
    Drisidrisomina is the illest zaggin'
    Thinkin' I put 'cause like this you know
    I'm puzackin'
    In the mornin, cookin' bacon
    From the ghetto in the bullet-proof apron
    Here comes the laws, valium cru************n' through my *******
    I rip my drawers runnin' from the canine *******-sniffing dogs
    Some *******z hate me, some *******z love me
    Some *******z shake my paw, some *******z mug
    I see ya tweakin',
    I see ya peekin', y'all bootches with me
    Why you sleepin'?
    A mother******* ain't gotta be
    Flash Gordon
    Always runnin' up the backstreets in a batch that having a hoe
    Protect The ************t, won't work that batch just wants your scrizzach
    Lettin 'em know, preferred
    Zodiac sign
    ScorpioSee the breeze soldier,
    V A L L E
    J ONever show witness to your
    Never leave your crib with out your pepper, beeotch!
    I'm tryin' to get ******* ritch
    Open up a shop cotton candy and licorice
    Cash in stashes, that's a must
    We leavin' with a million and that's a plus
    Don't get it twisted, man, don't try to find me
    Might be in
    Switzerland, or
    Hawaii1 2 3 40, wheels new shoes scrappin toe to toe
    Crack blackjack and
    Keno, strike sideways hit
    RenoBall cappin, no smilin' sittin' lo somethin' profilin', beeitch!
    ******* the bumble, you ******* it ain't no punk hoe
    You ****s it ain't no punk hoe
  • 作词 : Bostic, Mosley, Stevens
    I flipped a
    Lexi, speed up and catch me
    Lexus of Concord, reached out and touched me
    Some of you hoe fake ass *******s like
    Roz, be messy
    I know some beautiful black intelligent women, they're ***y
    E-40's back and actin' black and
    I don't be barkin', nor even high cappin'
    You better watch me,
    I'm comin' smebbin'
    Ninety-five, ninety-six, ninety-seven
    Bet your persodian, 30-
    R-6-castodian
    Special shout to
    Casual Del the
    Souls and opium
    About the town, the
    Valley-Joe
    Just like a democratic,
    I'm for' the po'
    ******* the bumble, you ************ it ain't no punk hoe
    Pedestrian stumble sound like a gorilla tryin' to get up out of a trunk hoe
    Continue strikin' it, hope you likin' it
    They'll be makin' nasties at the bus stop and trackin' it
    Every egg that
    I pull in bulges
    When it comes to spittin'
    I'm ferocious
    Management in cabbages,
    SavagesHangin' out when all the sudden
    I'm eatin' ham sandwiches
    All day, everyday, 40 play, he say
    She say, bieetch!
    That-a-way
    Keep it goin though don't stop
    Shakin' baking soda, forms a rock36 zips on a triple beam scale
    Burn the duct tape but keep all the ya-yo
    Rip a peel, extra crisp, really really
    Ate it like
    I'm a specialist
    Drisidrisomina is the illest zaggin'
    Thinkin' I put 'cause like this you know
    I'm puzackin'
    In the mornin, cookin' bacon
    From the ghetto in the bullet-proof apron
    Here comes the laws, valium cru************n' through my *******
    I rip my drawers runnin' from the canine *******-sniffing dogs
    Some *******z hate me, some *******z love me
    Some *******z shake my paw, some *******z mug
    I see ya tweakin',
    I see ya peekin', y'all bootches with me
    Why you sleepin'?
    A mother******* ain't gotta be
    Flash Gordon
    Always runnin' up the backstreets in a batch that having a hoe
    Protect The ************t, won't work that batch just wants your scrizzach
    Lettin 'em know, preferred
    Zodiac sign
    ScorpioSee the breeze soldier,
    V A L L E
    J ONever show witness to your
    Never leave your crib with out your pepper, beeotch!
    I'm tryin' to get ******* ritch
    Open up a shop cotton candy and licorice
    Cash in stashes, that's a must
    We leavin' with a million and that's a plus
    Don't get it twisted, man, don't try to find me
    Might be in
    Switzerland, or
    Hawaii1 2 3 40, wheels new shoes scrappin toe to toe
    Crack blackjack and
    Keno, strike sideways hit
    RenoBall cappin, no smilin' sittin' lo somethin' profilin', beeitch!
    ******* the bumble, you ******* it ain't no punk hoe
    You ****s it ain't no punk hoe