[Hook Turf Talk] This goes out to the triple OGz Young homiez shootin dice on ya knees! Out the window putcha chain in the breeze! Stay aboutcha paper route stack cheese! This goes out to the thick breezies! Juicy Couture, paper, denim, and cloth jeans! Dark Skin, red bone, ladies! Stay aboutcha paper route stack cheese! [Verse 1 E40] Drinkin aftershock! on the soil smokin a beedi Fillin my wheaties in the trenches, lookin out for em PoPoHeezies Hoppin n hittin em fences livin the life of a hustla Watchin out these scandalous suckas They dirty and cold them brothas totin and packin pistola Quarterbackin yola stockin and drivin a rova rover Blackberry Motorola! beep Livin lavish from peddlin that tragic magic Immune 2 the beef and static And thumpers and automatics! Droppin off packages, savages! After tryin, and shinin and grindin, blinkin and blindin... And Ffflossin n flamboastin my DIAMONDS blinggg! If she knew better, shed do better She didnt know no better! Told her to come up outta that cold! And get up under some of this here sunny weather! Pressure bust a pipe! Am I right? am I wrong? Told her Im rightin my wrongs! Convinced her to give me dome I put my mack hand down then I put my best foot forward Then I place my bid like a playa, pimp! Better know it! [Hook] [Verse 2 E40] Pull up to the club! cluuubb In front of the buildin! Feelin like a million dollas! wHaa!? whUHH!?! they ready n willin We some seven figure hittas, big triggas and dojas ferocious! Some of these suckas be sellin wolf tickets! Dont think I dont notice! I got my designated ridas and souljas, weopalization folkers the coldest! We slang good look from Minnesnowta, to South DaCola Pushin that yola, we puttin it down for the soil! Be perkin n smokin that doja! Rockin n rollin them boulders, duckin n dodgin the rollas Major packers of paper? Bogus, we come from the shouldas Whatchu want? A poodle, sweetie? Or a big tycoon like Efeezy!? Some people hate efeezy, cuz he be all up on TV! Lookin hella teezy! Wit a couple of playas and breezies! Sippin some numnum juice! In the boxed up chevy capreezy! That boy there livin proof! And go on to stay off the heezy! Not used to wearin suits... just levis tshirts n beanies! [Hook] [Verse 3 E40] Uh! If you like it, I love it! Subbin and subbin the dead away When they hear my sub... rockford fosgate! Speakers n tweeters penetrate through the hood like its weight Disbelievers n suckas hate when Im up in my peruvian flake! Yola white scraper makes the haters be mad at u! Me and my whistlin pipes! tinted windows, park avenue! oooohhh!! park avenue? Restricted, pimpskillet! Talk to me! Ill talk back! I know you feel this track! Throw ya hands in the sky! real real high n say Feezy! Tell me somethin slick n sly! Lets get tipsy, stoned, keyed, and twisted! Pissy, drunk, tweeted, splifted! Wooooow! woww! Scared man cant win! look at all these broads! Look at all these gorgeous women! Look at all that junk in her trunk! Look at all that body almighty! Look at how she shakin her rump! Look at what she do off bacardi! [Hook] 2X
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