Le$ (Boss Hogg Outlawz) - Suede lyrics

(Intro) L.A. dolla, mothaf**in' get Yeah, look (Verse) Walkin' thru the back door, thru the kitchen like an owner Lookin' like a million bucks, and smell like Marijuana Eyes lowered on my cut, being followed by a star Resemblant been the highest, she be wit me from the start Desperado, no confusing, we k**in' wit the music Clip is loaded, any moment I can shoot it The rap game, Toreto heavy foot up on that pedal And still be do n***as, I ain;t got no time to meddle I just mind my own, lay low and get this paper And come down on some makers, make the wildlife my neighbor Ocean in the back, Porsche is in the front But I'mma be inside, rollin' up that skunk sponsored links Thinkinb' bout the next move, takin' ova this game Moe together (???), betta stay outta this lane Zed life to that next, have s** in that hatch Lookin' like and OG, y'all n***as look stressed (Hook x2) Put the swade non the ceiling, my b**h love when she touch it Roll the smoke out the window, pullin' stunts out in public Don't be f**in' wit n***as, they be acting like hoes Got the wiz on the beamer, yeah, them b**hes a go (Verse) Yeah, them b**hes a go Yeah, them b**hes is clean See me shifting them gears, still riding the lean Sittin' low when I'm floating, causing commotion with Bubbles She keep on saying she love me, I guess this b**h wanna Oscar Now I'm livin' too proper, is it eva too far from your scheme? I press that igno bu*ton, hunt the chick of yo dreams Ain't got no time for that baby, we gotta hustle the bill I got my mind on this paper, so right now f** how you feel! I just smokin' on purple, riding slugs on de bussy [;)] I ain't loosing my focus, this sh** feel like the movie Like the intro to Belly, walking slow thru the crowd I just came wit my n***as, and they presence is loud When they got me a Keisha, back at home, she a keeper Anger, oh, se be b**hing, but she stay wit that reefa Yeah, se down wit this sh**, all about gettin' payed So she rollin' wit me, I let her feel my own swade (Hook x2) Put the swade non the ceiling, my b**h love when she touch it Roll the smoke out the window, pullin' stunts out in public Don't be f**in' wit n***as, they be acting like hoes Got the wiz on the beamer, yeah, them b**hes a go