ya slip, make ya wanna backflip I get biz with the skit, I DJ like Quik The topnotch of the block, cause I carry a glock Only hot rocks I'm hot, so give
rhymes to toggle I'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted I stomp harder in slow motion [Incomprehensible] Yo, fuck your applaud Bitches still rush me like they rushed
Head rush and green stinky Feelin' like a nigga dropped a mickey Drink up the Hen and watch me get tipsy Who wanna ride with me? 160 Up and down, 48
you with me then you love how I do it If my heart you're living' in your ocean I'm swimming' in Never drowning got me floating' watching you in slow motion
a mobster boss Angel hair with the lobster sauce, summertime can't top the scorch Check my hot broad, I dropped the Porsche FBI wanna watch the force
could make miracles with tempos It's instrumental Waitin for the nymphos That's the intro Shook when ya rushed me, You walked up and touched me Why? Do you want to fuck me
both the hot locks Let 'em read it that Diddy is on them hot blocks So we sent two teams to rush both spots Ha, yeah, suited up ready to dumbs out Thumbs out watch
dust a rush them all If you have any more bring them Up to the front so they can show me what they got What they got it better be hot 'Cause if it's
seem fazed by it I know the devil's waitin on me But does God like him playin his role in killin me though Lock me up until I die maybe But you can never
Baby girl, but don't play me I ain't tryna have no babies, but baby You braised and SO SAVORY Wanna excite ya, ignite the fight, so honey, taunt me I just wanna bite you and watch
upon it Yo baby (Whassup?) Don't rush it when I sit upon it Yo baby (Whassup?) Don't crush it when you sit upon it Yo baby (Whassup?) Don't rush it
me? Won't you hold me?) (Can you talk to me? Cause I'm lonely) (I wanna play with you baby) Seventeen the switch-up, sixteen the switch-down Engine hot
are stealin, the LOM seein six juniors Rumors I'm hearin, niggas got some shit brewin And appearin to me, clearly, ya niggas fear me And comparin to me
the bus in disgust, will I able to throw rocks in my pocket? Nickel sacks in the other For po po's who watch, can't stop, it's hot But I gotta make a
up on their victim and hit 'em and get 'em hot With a 357 slug pointed at your nose Left a bloody mess and a note stuck between your toes You fuck with me