I has leather seats on the ass
Tinted glass, as I pass through the underworld trash with plenty cash
But not limit, but I won’t tell that to the niggas
Who undermine how you are designed based off of figures
The, taste of some liqour wets her, tonsils and tongue
Then her tongue and tonsils, wets the, base of my wand
Abracadabra, magical shit you have to factor
Money makes you a magician so you don’t (macca?)
Then makes it a disappearing act so what happens after?
It’s well because you’ve cast a spell but you don’t have to snap her
Now nigga fuck that the change of capture catch her then it get turned to Casper
Cause I learned that you have to pimp cause (simpin?) is disaster
Religious note I cannot give any no to a pastor
But I do know theirs a master that has written all my chapters
I ain’t worried about no rapture, when I go im gone that’s it I need my name to reign, cause I got dough to get
Get yo mind right nigga, get yo mind right
My dough is all I got
Fuck what you talkin' bout
That partner that you think you know
He talks a lot
And that girl that you think you love is a ho
Soon as another nigga show her mo she gone go So my dough, is all I got
Fuck what you talking bout
That partner that you think you know
He talks a lot
And that girl you think you love is a ho
Soon as another nigga she her mo she gone go Uh, I’m coming up off that dome
Now she coming up off this dome
Drunk like shes off that patron
From the sinner its cologne
They say he’s wrong, but how is he wrong
When hes got that lust card hes strong
Yeah hes really strong, and she likes me rough and hard
She said she loved the way she told that to the last nigga
He damn near fell for it this time cause her ass was bigger
I hate to be (crass?), but in order to reach the mass
I put a filter on my tongue, and I grab the mic and mash
Kurupt told me bitches ain’t shit, Pac said M.O.B
But all I see today is niggas rapping to these H O E’s
They try to find love, she running away
Looking for a nigga to break, soon as he draws off
Shes off, with another nigga with cake
And that’s the realest shit I ever spoke
And now shes at church listening to the reverend quote, the bible
And all that other shit that Paul Wrote
It seems the people who love god most is all broke