DTSpacely - Ritz Carlton lyrics

{Intro} Yea. Cal Calvino. Yea {Verse 1} f** my beef I got the ratchet on me My hoe a tag She just be naggin on me She leaving pa**ion marks And scratches on me Shoot the 30 till we damage homie I be hustlin like a 9 to 5 The city hate you You a b**h You tell a lot of lies Free the Prince My dude been gone since July 9th 2 years later RahBah died on July 9th The f**ed up part about it Man that's my birthday So everyday I'm going hard Like it's my birthday n***as stealing ad libs And the word play I'm gon keep on living life While the world wait From Nenola, had fights in the courtway I miss my dog Rest in peace to ya O.T I'm just coolin in the Magnolia Yea you know we got the straps loaded Whatcha need? I'm in the Magnolia Shorty tryna f** me Pull up in the Magnolia I'm just cooling in the Magnolia You wanna f** me baby? Pull up on one I'm just coolin in Nenola babe Yea you know I'm where my soliders be I'm just thinkin bout them old days {?} court days f**ing hoes days We was young {?} But we was wildin tho You actin bad with that p**y {?} Talkin bout she ain't gon f** for a band But I bet that she gon f** for a bag A contradiction coz that's equivalent You turn me off Stupid b**h can kiss my a** {Chorus} Yea I'm just coolin in the Magnolia The hoes throwin p**y at you In that Magnolia Yea I'm in the Magnolia Wanna f** me baby? Pull up in the Magnolia Go to {?}. Get a pound But we smoking by the pound Yea I'm just coolin in the Magnolia Yea you know we got the straps loaded {Verse 2} (El Kidd) Chasin paper. b**h I gotta get it Shotters ridin with me Tryna jack? I got an opper with me Ha. And my swagger? Yea it's so expensive She keep my name in her mouth I call her Wendy Williams Love designer I was raised by n***as drug dealing b**hes on the tread Soon as we step in the building f** security I keep it with me I'm trying to eat I ain't worried bout who beefin with me Ha. It's a blessing if she sleepin with me Coz I be up before the sun I gotta creep through these streets She steady callin. I ain't caling back f**ing with the other side? I cut her off for that {Chorus} Yea I'm just coolin in the Magnolia The hoes throwin p**y at you In that Magnolia Yea I'm in the Magnolia Wanna f** me baby? Pull up in the Magnolia Go to {?}. Get a pound But we smoking by the pound Yea I'm just coolin in the Magnolia Yea you know we got the straps loaded