(wayne talking) Chorus: I like my seat down low and my window slighty crack'd ridin wit a bad hoe and her girlfriend in the back. I like to get real high and neva look back and u don't wanna try me don't i look strapped Verse#1 I come from the hardest city ain't nobody fuckin wit it got a black and gold sole and a fresh new orleans fitted , a colared polo and a pair of bally bucks young money muthafucka know ya worried bout us cash money muthafucka see im all I trust neva had my jaw broken but his jaw i bust and i probly got ya girlfriend on my bus wat happened on my bus stays on my bus and that white widdow weed out the jar is a must if u gimme a cigar than a cigar i bust put that white widdow weed in the cigar and puff look ma im tryin to make a prono starrin us well not just us a couple foreign sluts we could amke the summer manal n trallin ya'll and i be wit jim jones and we be ballin ballin yea baby we ballin like rawlin and spaldin pint of dj screw and that hawiian i am leannin like a three legged lion climbin right to the top of the mutha- fukcin mountain countin i'm gonna need an accountant to count it, manny got this fuckin beat poundin it's poundin but it was just lost until i found it, found it stole it like a scoundrel holly grove hounded put this bitch to sleep fuckin rite i nite gowned it niggas talkin shit tell them niggas pipe down bitch bloods in the buildin and evry body sound- les beatin up the track like a muthafuckin round fist blind, deaf or crazy i will spit like a long kiss i am just a martian ain't nobody else on this planet i know see i live by my only where my cheese nigga where my maccoroni baby i get up in that ass and act a donkey candy on candy nigga gripin the grain see i am the only fire that can live in the rain i am so so new orleans like 1825 Tulane bitch (wayne talkin) see ya gotta be from new orleans to know wat fuck im talkin bout
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