Текст песни: Young Dro. Best Thang Smokin'. Cartoon.
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[Chorus:]
Ride wit a Chooley
Broads wanna do me
Get Fresh Louie
Ice-berg Goofie
Cops wanna 2 me
I live like a movie
6's on the dualy
[Chorus]
[Verse 1:]
Niggas scared of me, my potnas say
They beggin for the chopper play
Body guard killas got a house where Kevin Costner stay
Might just play some golf today
Never put the glock away
Jackas try to 2-step I make they ass rock away
Elegant, catch me at a symphany and opera play
Paint the rolly popper gray, Blow the whole top away
No matter what the coppers say
Still move a block a day
All you niggas pop or play and label Jimmy Hoffelay
Rebel outlaw, thats the same shit that Pac would say
Niggas gotta walk away, My chopper long as Dr. J
Amarilla gots to play, I might hop on the yacht today
Not today but fuck it Ima kill 'em in the block today
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
Trans Am wit the candy coat
Wait til ya see the Phantom though
Spend dollars with ya ho eatin grapes and cantelope
Shawty said she wanna see me naked like De'angelo
Guts on deck, 4 playin Alabama ho
I can have an' ho, I aint want it from an' ho
Hustlin in the buildin so what you sayin ho
Yall pop loot cris, We drinkin that old cris
This cost mo' bitch, that '74 shit
Bankhead nigga eatin octopus and swordfish
My whole clique gorgeous, say my name 'n forge it
Bake faggot-ass cliques full of Boy George's
They hate the team cuz the yard full of Rolls Royce's
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
Niggas try, aint no stoppin us, I fried 'em like Taloppia
Im mafia, talkin to my german in the boxster
President dinner bitch, a grand for the lobster
A grand for the oysters, stuffed clam and bosperch
Bitch I had 'tennas way before they had apollo search
(???) 'for Igna man and star search
I called Kurt, found out I can rap and let 'em all hurt
Several years later Im the nigga in the tall vert
Section A killer man all I need is yard work
Hard work, flatland Adam-ville, dog work
Betcha ran to see me cuz my Chevy look like Starburst
Get ya feelings 'n all hurt, wait til ya see the fall vert
[Chorus x2]
[Chorus:]
Ride wit a Chooley
Broads wanna do me
Get Fresh Louie
Ice-berg Goofie
Cops wanna 2 me
I live like a movie
6's on the dualy
[Chorus]
[Verse 1:]
Niggas scared of me, my potnas say
They beggin for the chopper play
Body guard killas got a house where Kevin Costner stay
Might just play some golf today
Never put the glock away
Jackas try to 2-step I make they ass rock away
Elegant, catch me at a symphany and opera play
Paint the rolly popper gray, Blow the whole top away
No matter what the coppers say
Still move a block a day
All you niggas pop or play and label Jimmy Hoffelay
Rebel outlaw, thats the same shit that Pac would say
Niggas gotta walk away, My chopper long as Dr. J
Amarilla gots to play, I might hop on the yacht today
Not today but fuck it Ima kill 'em in the block today
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
Trans Am wit the candy coat
Wait til ya see the Phantom though
Spend dollars with ya ho eatin grapes and cantelope
Shawty said she wanna see me naked like De'angelo
Guts on deck, 4 playin Alabama ho
I can have an' ho, I aint want it from an' ho
Hustlin in the buildin so what you sayin ho
Yall pop loot cris, We drinkin that old cris
This cost mo' bitch, that '74 shit
Bankhead nigga eatin octopus and swordfish
My whole clique gorgeous, say my name 'n forge it
Bake faggot-ass cliques full of Boy George's
They hate the team cuz the yard full of Rolls Royce's
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
Niggas try, aint no stoppin us, I fried 'em like Taloppia
Im mafia, talkin to my german in the boxster
President dinner bitch, a grand for the lobster
A grand for the oysters, stuffed clam and bosperch
Bitch I had 'tennas way before they had apollo search
(???) 'for Igna man and star search
I called Kurt, found out I can rap and let 'em all hurt
Several years later Im the nigga in the tall vert
Section A killer man all I need is yard work
Hard work, flatland Adam-ville, dog work
Betcha ran to see me cuz my Chevy look like Starburst
Get ya feelings 'n all hurt, wait til ya see the fall vert
[Chorus x2]
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