Yeah, yeah Oh, no, louder, oh, no, louder, oh, no Drop, drop, my homies that ride chromies Let it pop, pop, at the bar, Budden, them bottles An' them shots, shots, my ladies, it's all gravy If you hot, hot, then come back to the spot, spot An' maybe we can bone, bone Know that we chillin', she somethin' shakin' In her thong, thong, gangsta, gangsta Paper, paper, long, long an' for my riders all over Now you know we wanna hit it, hit it Don't stop, get it, get it Sick wit it, I keep paper around me So I know this, everybody got the vapors around me See me in a big truck, thin rubber ridin' 2 way an' a broad an' got 10 others squattin' 'Cause I know Cal broads act up, man So 'cha man, man, gotta keep a back up plan Not a dance floor nucka I'm take 'em home, get 'em to drop they pants An' gross, nucka, 'til the drip, drip No, you not my wife, no, you no handle my kid, kid I'm just tryin' to put in your rib, rib Through Cheetah, we in the four door Beem Not like the two seater, like the kid only got a few divas Drive wit my knees, seats recline While she leaned over givin' me a piece of her mind I be sizin' 'em up from they thighs an' above Holla at me if you wanna come an' ride wit a thug, yeah Drop, drop, my homies that ride chromies Let it pop, pop, at the bar, Budden, them bottles An' them shots, shots, my ladies, it's all gravy If you hot, hot, then come back to the spot, spot An' maybe we can bone, bone Know that we chillin', she somethin' shakin' In her thong, thong, gangsta, gangsta Paper, paper, long, long an' for my riders all over Now you know we wanna hit it, hit it Don't stop, get it, get it All my ladies, if you ridin' Then you know to skip the shotgun an' bag the one drivin' All my nuckas, if you ridin' Don't trip, plenty cash, if she stingy wit ass Yo' boy got a street chick, rocks, Channel, she focused Stay wit a bag of fine an' no elder rollin' She just one of my dames, gotta stay cool With everything I got is under her name, it's on Top, top an' I'm the same dude, came up from the block, block I'm doing it, baby, I can't stop, stop In my rear view, I'm gettin' tailed by the cops, cops Clean but kit got me lookin' like I'm hot, hot I ain't on the streets, streets, dog just tryin' to eat, eat So fall back, jerk, cop, I ain't beat, beat Can't miss me, I'm the guy in the V Tweezy An' that dime you was hollerin' at, she's wit me in the Drop, drop, my homies that ride chromies Let it pop, pop, at the bar, Budden, them bottles An' them shots, shots, my ladies, it's all gravy If you hot, hot, then come back to the spot, spot An' maybe we can bone, bone Know that we chillin', she somethin' shakin' In her thong, thong, gangsta, gangsta Paper, paper, long, long an' for my riders all over Now you know we wanna hit it, hit it Don't stop, get it, get it Chicks wit nice bodies, whips be wide body Backseat empty, clips can ride, shorty, we gon' ride, ride See yo' boy gettin' a million We ain't merkin' it, Nathan had they missin' a ceiling An' could catch me spendin' time at the bar You like your water frozen, dog, I like mine in a jar We get it crunk, crunk Y'all hear the system out in the trunk, trunk Thump, thump, Budden be givin' you what you want now Drop, drop, my homies that ride chromies Let it pop, pop, at the bar, Budden, them bottles An' them shots, shots, my ladies, it's all gravy If you hot, hot, then come back to the spot, spot An' maybe we can bone, bone Know that we chillin', she somethin' shakin' In her thong, thong, gangsta, gangsta Paper, paper, long, long an' for my riders all over Now you know we wanna hit it, hit it Don't stop, get it, get it © SONGS OF UNIVERSAL INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com