STS - We Own This lyrics

We own this Uh-uh [Verse 1: Kyle Lucas) Okay never once did i back out, never once will I back down Never once did i settle for sh**, i ain't comfortable in the background Kyle Lucas I'm back out, party till we all blackout Eyes are wired and you acting tired And your girl in my lap about to pa** out And i guess some people can't handle the liquor Kinda hard when you party with me boy Ive been going so hard off the sizzurp And I've been leaning like i broke one knee boy Ive been going so hard on my liver I don't know how long i'ma live for Only live once, so i'ma live it up Like i don't know how to swim in a whiskey river Yo piece of mine, i need piece of mine Tell me to chill i need peace of mind Well i need to find some fine hippy b**hes Who are into free love like the peace sign Dodged a bullet with my last b**h Almost married would of got a divorce I ain't with these lawyers tennis games Up in the court going back and forth Okay f** that noise go and pour me some Pour me some cause the 40's done And i'm performing and my fee 4 G's All the weed we brung's like 40 tons If my math is right that goes 40 lungs 20 chicks, shirts undone And they screaming for more, so i need to record Pa** the camera, before i run… We own this [Chorus: STS] We Own This We Own This We Own This And it's like ya b**h we own it Ya b**h we own it Everything from the parking lot To the club homie we own it Ya b**h we own it Ya b**h we own it And don't nobody in this mother f**er want it [Verse 2: Kyle Lucas] Okay well i'm back in this b**h like i never left Never left, well i did for a sec Took a time out with your secretary Don Draper i got my feet on your desk sh** i'm just being honest, she was just paying homage Probably why i get all these label offers but they don't wanna let me in the office Yo these rap dudes i'ma problem, f** them Eat them all i'm a monster, Okay f** who's who when I got screw's loose and i'm off my motherf**ing rocker So, rodger that, tell her holler back In L.A. getting dome like a Dodger cap Smoke Cali, I ain't really bother to chat cause Ain't nobody got time for that But everybody got time for this If i come off just a little confidence It's cause the competition's so non-existent We ain't in the same conference We in two different leagues boy Going in Bruce Lee-Roy Bars deployed leave a beat destroyed Cheap reward and it's easier See i flow C4 see me at your door And i'm sounding off like you never seen before Fake a** thugs like CB-4 Emcees need to go and see Lyor Or maybe Russell cause the CD store Won't' stock your sh** you'll be ignore One thing you will never see me poor Heating up now like a meteor [Chorus: STS] We Own This We Own This We Own This And it's like ya b**h we own it Ya b**h we own it Everything from the parking lot To the club homie we own it Ya b**h we own it Ya b**h we own it And don't nobody in this mother f**er want it (Repeat 2x)