Teamheadkick - Welcome to the Row Saints Row 3 Rap lyrics

[Hook] Welcome to the Row It's time to get paid Getting cash, driving fast, whooping a** and getting laid Welcome to the Row Just another drive-by Welcome to the Row It's time to get robbed Take your car, take your girl, take your guns and take your job Welcome to the Row Just another drive-by [Verse 1] Lock and load like a pro, time to go Got my homies lined up like ducks in a row, and no We ain't out looking for day jobs We came to get loot, steal cars and bank rob Pickpocket your a**, take your cash like a thief Makin' mada** beats and straight running the streets I'm taking over this town, you can call me Godfather Got more tricks up my slieves than Harry Potter Bloodstains on my shirt cause I'm the kingpin Put you in your place and beat your face into oblivion Armed to the teeth, I'm a little bit mental Got so many guns it's like I'm in South Central Popping caps in your a**, you better hide Gangbanging, drug slanging, straight living thug life Drinking while I drive, always getting my swerve on Do a hundred and five while I sipping the burboun I'm the king of the streets, you best remember the name When I see the strippers I'm making it rain Like a pimp, I reach back and give you a smack I'll buy you fake titties if you sit on my lap No shame in my game, my fame is legit And the F.B.I they ain't catching sh** If you cross me, you're tying the noose And if you want to borrow money, then I'm runnin' the juice [Verse 2] Hey, what the f**? Watch where you're going I got a machine gun, it's time to get to mowin' All you g**ners, I'll shoot you in the face Teabag your chin, how my nuts taste? Good at driving, not very good at parking All wrapped up in d** and loan sharking Rip you off, and I'll do it all subliminal I ain't a Saint, I'm a stone cold criminal I got bling like a mothaf**in' boss I give the ladies my secret sauce Get tossed out of clubs but the party don't stop I ain't no mothaf**in' holographic image like 2Pac I'm the king, I own this town I catch a case from the cops, they chasin' me down I got my homies, and my guns, and we're always on the ready Drivin' steady down the road, like I'm Mario Andretti Little old ladies better get out the way Because I'm driftin' like an Asian everyday I'm drivin' down the road, and I'm knockin' my neck And when we roll through your hood, you'd better show respect Two dead bodies are back in the trunk One's a politician, the other's a punk Quick hide the bodies at the end of the block And then it's 187 on a mothaf**in' cop [Verse 3] (Ass so fat, I need a lapdance) Drop it low, make it clap, then bring the booty back (Ass so fat I need a lapdance) Drop it low, make it clap, then bring the booty back I love women, drinking, and cussin' But I don't like her, she's always crop dustin' What the hell was that? It smells like onions, socks and cat On twenty inch rims I be jumpin' my ride Got a dent in my hood, but that's alright It's thug life, I got a big a** bruise Gold teeth, a dope hat, and five tattoo's Ha-ha, I know I'm not a role model But it beats flipping burgers, working for McDonalds So welcome to the Row, let's be friends Now you're one of us, once we jump you in [Hook]