They love me
They say now pass the ganga to the left hand side
filppin in the range rover blowing past the one times
Hit me with the
Whoop whoop
Bubble gum flashing in my rear view
Spraying freshener trying to steer too
Throwin out my herbs on the passenger side
Got the windows rolled down airing out the ride
Got a loaded 45 inside
That keep for protection when I'm riding by
My smith and wesson got a scope too
And I may have caught a body on it
For those who get just know somebody want it
They only
To know that you ain't done s**t
But still you got them haters in your business
I'm paraniod she's blowing my high
And she knew that I was buzzin from the red in my eye
Got my license and my papers showed me my picture on the source
Then what the f**k you stopping me for
And she said
Gangsta ow
Put me down now
Gang sata put me down
Now ow
So I gave her my cellular number and told her call me up
Beating on my dashboard hot than a f**k
Cause I done chunked a half a square thinkin 5 0 jocking trying to jam me up
I continue on my mission to my grandma''s house
Hollering at my homeboy who just got out
What's up let's roll
Get you some clothes
Take you to the club so you can get with some h*es
Lets go
Made to the mall h*es thick
Listenting to pac saying that's the s**t
Getting geared when this woman appeared up out the blue
Telling me she like what I do
And the h*e was like
Willie d's rollin on these
In a drop top a z u r e
With the knock knock banging listening
To a song my n***a face singing
Eardurms just a ringing my homey brining
A couple of honies to the hideaway
We gone f**k these h*es and straight ride away
Gotta pack confirmed tickets get some sleep
We rolling to the baby johnson fight a 100 *s deep
Ain't bringing sand to beach
I got my eyes on some freak a*s broads
And menage a trois
Never kiss and tell I keeps em horney as hell
And take my d**k inside that p***y put it under a spell
Got more mail than the post office let me remind you
Don't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind you
Freaky deaky fready deaky deaky
When you see me rolling past all you got to do is ask
[04:17.00]They love me
[04:17.00]They say now pass the ganga to the left hand side
[04:17.00]filppin in the range rover blowing past the one times
[04:17.00]Hit me with the
[04:17.00]Whoop whoop
[04:17.00]Bubble gum flashing in my rear view
[04:17.00]Spraying freshener trying to steer too
[04:17.00]Throwin out my herbs on the passenger side
[04:17.00]Got the windows rolled down airing out the ride
[04:17.00]Got a loaded 45 inside
[04:17.00]That keep for protection when I'm riding by
[04:17.00]My smith and wesson got a scope too
[04:17.00]And I may have caught a body on it
[04:17.00]For those who get just know somebody want it
[04:17.00]They only
[04:17.00]To know that you ain't done s**t
[04:17.00]But still you got them haters in your business
[04:17.00]I'm paraniod she's blowing my high
[04:17.00]And she knew that I was buzzin from the red in my eye
[04:17.00]Got my license and my papers showed me my picture on the source
[04:17.00]Then what the f**k you stopping me for
[04:17.00]And she said
[04:17.00]Gangsta ow
[04:17.00]Put me down now
[04:17.00]Gang sata put me down
[04:17.00]Now ow
[04:17.00]So I gave her my cellular number and told her call me up
[04:17.00]Beating on my dashboard hot than a f**k
[04:17.00]Cause I done chunked a half a square thinkin 5 0 jocking trying to jam me up
[04:17.00]I continue on my mission to my grandma''s house
[04:17.00]Hollering at my homeboy who just got out
[04:17.00]What's up let's roll
[04:17.00]Get you some clothes
[04:17.00]Take you to the club so you can get with some h*es
[04:17.00]Lets go
[04:17.00]Made to the mall h*es thick
[04:17.00]Listenting to pac saying that's the s**t
[04:17.00]Getting geared when this woman appeared up out the blue
[04:17.00]Telling me she like what I do
[04:17.00]And the h*e was like
[04:17.00]Willie d's rollin on these
[04:17.00]In a drop top a z u r e
[04:17.00]With the knock knock banging listening
[04:17.00]To a song my n***a face singing
[04:17.00]Eardurms just a ringing my homey brining
[04:17.00]A couple of honies to the hideaway
[04:17.00]We gone f**k these h*es and straight ride away
[04:17.00]Gotta pack confirmed tickets get some sleep
[04:17.00]We rolling to the baby johnson fight a 100 *s deep
[04:17.00]Ain't bringing sand to beach
[04:17.00]I got my eyes on some freak a*s broads
[04:17.00]And menage a trois
[04:17.00]Never kiss and tell I keeps em horney as hell
[04:17.00]And take my d**k inside that p***y put it under a spell
[04:17.00]Got more mail than the post office let me remind you
[04:17.00]Don't stare at my diamonds too hard they might blind you
[04:17.00]Freaky deaky fready deaky deaky
[04:17.00]When you see me rolling past all you got to do is ask