[Verse 1]
Watch me do number 2 take a dump on your sh**
I ain't talking Jersey Shore, fist pump on a b**h
And the pump in the whip
Plus I bump in the streets
Ho I'm fly, got n***as ready to jump on my tip
Who this, new booty no nudist the only one who knew this
Pockets chubby like a Buddhist
On my to-do list
Hula-hooping hooping goin stupid
I'm a student to the game
But the way I flow is foolish
'94 cool sh**
Rocking Gucci f** you hoochies who she? Amber London
Too G The next one who be smoking like Snoopy ooweee
n***as can't handle it, sh** vandalist, all black keep the candles lit
Got the problem? Got the 45 and the clip
Got the good a** aim and the panda grip
[Hook]
24's, x-cons, codeine in my cup, good weed from the Mexicans
We next to come, ya n***a we next to come
I hang with dogs boy, and they coming at your necks for lunch
New gold chain with the diamond cut!
b**h it's all that, b**h it's all that
New Gucci purse with the leather clutch!
b**h it's all that, b**h it's all that
[Verse 2]
I am that b**h
I keep it simple I ain't average
Dope like I got mad bricks
Balling like a Maverick
Get f**ed you ain't had dick
I am so established
On that weed like a addict
That a** whipped
As I ride like a pro rolling on vogues
As I give it to you negroes and hoes
Diggity dig that
Sit back 'fo you get kidnapped
Off up in these streets
This that colour purple flow
I go harpo when I beat
b**hes hate, n***as hate
They go taco when they beef
You almost there, Amber London how could you not go to the peak?
Actin like you macho like you gotchos and not go in them streets
Act like you hot ho this the kitchen and you not go in that heat
[Hook]
24's x-cons, codeine in my cup, good weed from the Mexicans
We next to come, ya n***a we next to come
I hang with dogs boy, and they coming at your necks for lunch
New gold chain with the diamond cut!
b**h it's all that, b**h it's all that
New Gucci purse with the leather clutch!
b**h it's all that, b**h it's all that
[Verse 3]
My b**hes g'd up!
Tell them n***as roll that weed up
These other hoes can't keep up
They jealous we ain't rockin that cheap stuff
We set it off in this b**h
You be acting latifa(?)
They see me comin'
They know I'm bunnin'
This sh** I'm too gone
b**h you hear the ba** drummin'
Don't tell me nuthin'
These other rappers frontin'
Yeah it's Amber London, boy
24's, candy do's, rolling up, dope as f**
Outside cherry red, inside coconut
My team ball sceens fall paint dripping off the 'lac
Speakers bumping in the back
b**h it's all that