(Bounce x 2)
All the b**hes, Just pull your motha' f**in' shirt down
I just wanna' see some titties, Ya know what I'm sayin
Yeah
Left Brain, on the beat
Shout out to my n***a Juicy cuh'
[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]
We been buzzin', been buzzin' uhh. (yeah)
n***as claim they OG (Wolf Gang!)
We still young and still humble uhh
Don't make me go back to the old me (brrooop)
I hold heat, breed cold feet, n***as deceased
I figured that treat, trickin' like a religion (b**h!)
Livin' without a wisdom, eternal forbidden in prison unforgiven (These mu'f**as say, that I ain't livin!)
I'm ridin' on the motha' f**in' pavement
Bout' to get sued, I ain't worried about a buck a payment
I'm layin' flow like concrete, writing on a cement
I ain't in high school no more, n***a stuck in pre-tenth
f** English, check my french Yo Háblame gato
Boxin' with my vato, bendin' rims in LA pot holes
Hollywood, livin' jolly good, I got a Ed Hardy wood
Chip free as a b**h that harded college, she get it started
I'ma' turn her out, this college broads in office
I treat her like my a**istant, hit her from long distance
b**h any track, Higashi Miyagi spazz on
If you copped the sh** then why you wear it with the tag on?
You n***as surf, I swag on, like I'm the last song
b**h I hit the hash bong, smoke till it's cash gone
I got the talent, n***as wish to write this
My eyes pink like conjunctivitis, I spit gingivitis
b**hes self invite themselves, in to my crib, cause' I'm the upper shelf
Tell my counselor that I need some help, as long as I'm rockin' my championship belt
[Verse2: Juicy J]
Ferrari California, Smokin' California
Pipes of that activist will put you in a coma
I'm countin' on my riches, I'm on a trippy mission
Get high, get cash, f** them ratchet b**hes
I'm tossin' all the groupies, I feed them b**hes roofies
I'm so turned up with my n***as and my eses'
Pocket full of money n***a, I'ma' bet it all
All these hoes beggin' for it I'm gon' let them all
Take em' on a trip, let em' see the life
Never caught a feelin' but I f** her like my wife
Smokin' on a beach, feet all in the sand
Hit a couple of booty clubs, throw a couple grand
Roll the f** my peep hole, pockets full of C notes
On my way to Vegas, f** up the casino
Sippin' on some sizzurp, hold the f** my shizzirt
You n***as goin' broke but you see Juicy J is getting richer
[Verse3: Hodgy Beats]
In here with some model b**hes, n***a take a picture
I pimp her like a swisher, I face the one hitter
I drink the drank I'm drunken, now I'm tryna' function
I put my shades on like f** ya' a**umptions
I'm smokin' on the baseline, cause I don't play gods
AK, knives on bay watch, I can make your day stop
I bring the whole band and the floats like we parade lives
I pulled the plug and tossed the sh**, then the grenade pops
Like Tom stebato, saphire and henny and the yegar n***a
I'm on the baseline, cause' I'm a team player n***a
Listen to the baseline, and it'll see you later n***a
In ya' nightmares, you better f**in' bring your prayers with ya'
k** a b**h on any track, rewind it let it throw it back
It's cold as jack frost on this b**h, blizzard flow
All you hoes you get lost in this b**h
You better watch your words, and the way you floss in this...(b**h)