(with Madlib)
Uhh, n***a
n***az was wearin budget
Talkin 'bout like, real school third grade
Wearin budget, sh**, ya b**h! Yeah
I keep a chip off in my cell phone, pocket full of stones
Smokin on the strong, Freddy Kane, Freddy Corleone
Marshalltown n***az had a n***a runnin home
I call collect, get me a 38, now b**h it's on
9 millimeter, Baretta to 40 cal
By 23 fresh up out the box, b**h I hold it down
I hit the stroll with a chili bowl and a crooked smile
Fast forward ten years came back with Roley's with golden crowns
Skinny n***a; six wing mild sauce
With all the fries you can give me I tear them b**hes off
Ski mask on yo' baby daddy? Well that's that n***a loss
Pointin my trey five seven, I got my point across
A skinny n***a; six wing mild sauce
With all the fries you can give me I tear them b**hes off
This burnin hole in my pocket got me out here 50 soft
223 on my enemy I tear them b**hes off
b**h
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Skinny n***a; six wing mild sauce
With all the fries you can give me I tear them b**hes off
A plate of chicken with the bread stuck to the bottom
But f** my enemies, what'chu lookin for b**h I got 'em
b**h, b**h I got 'em; b**h, b**h I got 'em
f** my enemies what'chu lookin for b**h I got 'em
b**h, b**h I got 'em; b**h, b**h I got 'em
f** my enemies what'chu lookin for b**h I got 'em
Uhh - KFC, Harold's, Sharks and Popeyes
Adidas suit with a plate of chicken, got mob ties
A fresh Delt', weed crumbs on my plush seats
I got my license now I'm backseat f**in every week
A thick b**h live in Miller, go to work
3:30 school was out then I was fresh under her skirt
Them project n***az hit that b**h that p**y went berserk
Don't hit without that Trojan f** around you might get burnt
She was raised in the church, turnt out in the ghetto
Lock it, p**y pop it, I swear this b**h deserve a medal
Seen school girls turn into strippers in stilletos
Pimpin' 'til I die, if you wanna stop then get a shovel b**h
Extra sauce with the bread stuck to the bottom
Freddie Forgiato, all my b**hes spoiled rotten
Cop that llama, got the hollows poppin out the barrel
Got a stain for them hubbas meet me at the Harold's
b**h! I remember when they had some 15 right on 15 n***a
Fo'sho I used to hit that motherf**er all the time n***a
Straight dope stains and chicken wangs, y'knahmsayin?
Uhh, yeah, yeah~!
[Chorus]