Bab) [Chorus: A group of people] Fuck a wanna be BITCH Playa Fly you remember to say hello to your great Granny Fuck, fuck a wanna be BITCH Playa Fly
Chorus: A group of people] Fuck a wanna be BITCH Playa Fly you remember to say hello to your great Granny Fuck, fuck a wanna be BITCH Playa Fly you remember
a hell of a life One day I'm gon' marry a porn star We'll have a big-ass crib and a long yard We'll have a mansion and some fly maids Nothin' to hide
. niggaz But you know I pop a lot of shit but I back it up though see it's a difference, a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot of niggaz don't make hits
livin in a used one while I'm in the Limited, cruisin You ain't really got a crew son You givin them amusement, fuck what your Comic Views meant Youse
Nigga, it's on for the simple fact I let it be known We still fly but separately 'cause now I charter my own Propellers, good fellas leave all them playa
a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Like a
on the rag To tell the fucking truth I thought your crew was fly I drop a hot one in your forehead, neck and mouth Don't give a fuck about your set
know I wanna come out, I wanna go out on tour with you man Yo hons man tourin' ain't what it's all cranked up to be man It's a little different than you
, shrimps, mackin' like pimps Wearin' fly shit you never seen before I turn a angel to a whore, now, need I say more? My perm got bounce, fuck a forty
the flyest nigga I seen in my life Yo man, I just wanna roll with you man How can I be down? What's up? You say you wanna be down? Ease back, or muthafucka
until I fucked you. Once I skied, it's kinda like a track meet. How fast can i get some fresh pussy on my dick. A different type hoe, a different color
Didn't wanna bust, didn't wanna play the game I walked to Crenshaw high, shit was fly I hooked up with a new crew Some brothas that knew what the fuck
me A rappin brother from L.A., the cool T Diss a brother, hate a brother, I still come back With the fat tracks, fuck the pop crap I got a mind to cold
stuff, i know you wanna leave with me,(yeah) you wanna be seen with me (uh huh)and i cant lie girl you fine as hell and i might let you be with me,i
Yeah, what you gonna say? I'm lucky? Tell the public that I was so ugly That you fucking had to be drunk to fuck me? Second base? What the fuck you
get the fuck from round here I don't care who you will, who you with or who you know Let's be clear, I'm a motherfuckin' G and you a hoe Keep that Remy
