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Smoking the cheese in a funnel, no blunt
I Ran up my sack, I was gone for a month
Bitch I got camel, I give her some humps
I go to Jamaica to play in the ocean
Sippin wok karma, this shit got me floatin
Flexin my muscles, I feel like Hulk Hogan
Girl look at the diamonds, this shit got me frozen
Calling the honorable, niggas in motion
Niggas got 4/5 right in my activis
Got a bad bitch givin head and she mackin it
I get to the money, get to it, I'm stretching it
4-6-0-0, yeah bitch I'm reppin it
Louis V drippin, you know I'mma step in it
Hang with my brother, I hang with the tec
I Ran up my sack, I was gone for a month
Bitch I got camel, I give her some humps
I go to Jamaica to play in the ocean
Sippin wok karma, this shit got me floatin
Flexin my muscles, I feel like Hulk Hogan
Girl look at the diamonds, this shit got me frozen
Calling the honorable, niggas in motion
Niggas got 4/5 right in my activis
Got a bad bitch givin head and she mackin it
I get to the money, get to it, I'm stretching it
4-6-0-0, yeah bitch I'm reppin it
Louis V drippin, you know I'mma step in it
Hang with my brother, I hang with the tec
Infantry, infantry, bust down neck
Weird down compact, hit yo neck
Hollow tip and the choppas gon hit at yo chest (hollow tips)
I'm in the stu cookin up with my stacks
Shawty she fat, bust down in that dress
Bankroll can't fold, lil bitch I can't stress
Lil bitch I can't stress
Ooooh
I got the dope for the fiends, for they needles
Dope rock and roll with the white like the beatles
I mixed the Louis, the Hux and the Diesel
Pop me a perc, fucked that bitch in a fever
Run down on me, you might get glocked down
Whisper in her ear and her panties gone drop down
Scope on the Glock is the size of a midget
Weird down compact, hit yo neck
Hollow tip and the choppas gon hit at yo chest (hollow tips)
I'm in the stu cookin up with my stacks
Shawty she fat, bust down in that dress
Bankroll can't fold, lil bitch I can't stress
Lil bitch I can't stress
Ooooh
I got the dope for the fiends, for they needles
Dope rock and roll with the white like the beatles
I mixed the Louis, the Hux and the Diesel
Pop me a perc, fucked that bitch in a fever
Run down on me, you might get glocked down
Whisper in her ear and her panties gone drop down
Scope on the Glock is the size of a midget
Me and lil ma spin on your block like a fidget
Shoot for the three like JJ Riddick
Two guns on me like I play for the Wizards
Ice, cold, just like a blizzard
Her and her friends say they just wanna kick it
Smoking the cheese in a funnel, no blunt
I Ran up my sack, I was gone for a month
Bitch I got camel, I give her some humps
I go to Jamaica to play in the ocean
Sippin wok karma, this shit got me floatin
Flexin my muscles, I feel like Hulk Hogan
Girl look at the diamonds, this shit got me frozen
Calling the honorable, niggas in motion
Shoot for the three like JJ Riddick
Two guns on me like I play for the Wizards
Ice, cold, just like a blizzard
Her and her friends say they just wanna kick it
Smoking the cheese in a funnel, no blunt
I Ran up my sack, I was gone for a month
Bitch I got camel, I give her some humps
I go to Jamaica to play in the ocean
Sippin wok karma, this shit got me floatin
Flexin my muscles, I feel like Hulk Hogan
Girl look at the diamonds, this shit got me frozen
Calling the honorable, niggas in motion
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