everything you dressin' in Blacks, Mexicans say, when your shit goin drop? I tell em, Careless World probly goin' make the world stop Vibrate your soul, make your p-ssy pop Presidential suite
still Attic A-double T-I-C It ain't a hoe out there fo real who don't know 'bout me Bitch I'm fo sho wit' it, don't make me pop that trunk to the 'Lac
stations and record labels, they killing culture, tell 'em niggaz "Walk on" [Redman] Yo, I blow ya minds, like Kurt Cobain My block is hot like Lil' Wayne, I'll pop
, check, yo You gettin' close to me when you hit them rocks on the banks So grab your flippers, goggles and oxygen tank Go grab a wet suit, check your
nigga you'd never be fuckin' wit us Me, Short Dog and B-Legit, see first of all homey we the shit And all that other nonsense you other niggaz pop is
it stop) If you got that paper we can roll No time for hataz gotta go I flew to L.A. just last week Jumped in the limo, checked in the suite Made a few
and all, she said, "Give me a call" I wanted to break that bitch like a law Picked her up at the bus stop, she was soft and smooth Talkin' 'bout what could pop
said gimme a call I wanted to break that bitch like a law Picked her up at the bus stop, she was soft and smooth Talkin' bout what could pop
preety,so so fine comin' down the pole,no secret why I'm here cause girl you keep my donk on swole,with a drop drop with it pop pop when it hop hop
a deli Was in the belly of the beast now the beast is in my belly I gotta get up more loot Time to throw back on the army suits and Timberland boots Blast
you have hoes Stamp a nation wide through the ghetto Fore youngsters, Hennessey sponsors With fore youngsters on a Quarter of the map now I do I spin mayor loot and khaki suits
head 'Cause if you targetin' the L.O.X. You might as as well target a box That you gon' sleep in for years, all covered wit rocks 'Cause I think not, I pop
the country I?m kinda famous...thanks popsy You want food stay around dubsy C?s got the leng ting, trust me Bun your cheap talk (pop, pop) What do you
Cut is caught brothers still fallin' to this day And all is face say why'd have to be this way? Five cent is the culture, make me pop you like a vulture
aint selling out n**ga I aint crossing over fxck that washed up shxt time to cross it over this is gangster raps time all that pop shxts over hotel suite
you got, give it your all Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me? Same song and dance My second victim was even bigger than the first Pop star, icon
rubbed, Get fucked, get sucked, get wasted, shit-faced Pasted, plastered, puke drink up, get a new drink through the bathroom sink door Wipe your suit
to you Cause they always gunna see and do what the other one do So let em' come to you The rest of us follow suit Monkey see monkey do Tweedle-de