Andre Nickatina - San Francisco Bay lyrics

I bathed in the water of the wrath I like to count the money b**h I like to do the math You're sneaky like a left jab Over hand right I'm Friday night fights in the Memphis bright lights I got a suit pa**ion I like to dress in the high fashion Broke hos with good jokes keep me laughin' I talk sh** behind the tint of my Benz As my driver goes 90 over da Bay Bridge It's like smokin' weed all up in heaven My God is a 7 And yo I'm a 3 11 That's 14 I sport Jordan's when I wear jeans I'm in the hills of Tahoe throwing on my high beams I like to wear rings A couple pretty things I sport leather on a b**h If the city rains We do d** on a polar bear rug If your man is a pimp Don't expect no love It's all upgrade My new shades block the sun rays Tupac on every Sunday It's all upgrade My new shades block the sun rays Tupac on every Sunday I unwrap the plastic off the swisher Grab your telephone b**h You can take a picture Pour it like it's liquor But move a little quicka We live by the gun So we die by the trigger That's word of life Man have you ever seen a fiend's pipe? It's dark as 12 a.m. Even in the sun light I lose my train of thought until you say the cost I gotta bookie that love when I take a loss I gotta prohibition mind state About the crime rate No love b**h on a blind date You get a repo reaction from the people Down here we bump C-Bo We sport Filas And Adidas And Perry Ellis Them b**hes maybe fine but them hos be getting jealous It's high fashion Car crashin Suit matchin Talkin sh** on the freeway laughin I gotta sweet tooth I like candy paint I talk sh** to a b**h Tell the ho "think"? I gotta sweet tooth I like candy paint I talk sh** to a b**h Tell the ho "think"? Get the New Testament You get the tour and the estimate Rhyme crime up in your residence The camera lens is not a friend It just offends So I talk alotta sh** behind the tint of my Benz On I-80 880 980 580 280 Aw Baby All aboard like a train My young homie said he's like an old man Cuz he's gotta push cane Like a dime To design It never rhyme My soul it never dies just like the Holy Qur'an And on the scale It's like bail And k**er whales Get at me early baby Something like a clearance sale I open up I let you know About the cost I eat a pork chop with a deep money thought I open up I let you know About the cost I eat a pork chop with a deep money thought Like a dead poet And you know Cuz you show it I'm driving down to San Jose and ya I like to floor it? Like a dead poet And you know Cuz you show it I'm driving down to San Jose and?