I beep my horn and they come to the car
damn right,they come to a star
that’s right, it comes with the car
Now tell ya boss,you can’t come in tommorow
my dro,come by the jar
They bring me drinks,why come by the bar?
Naw niggar,I ain’t come here to spar
These hollow tips? I’ll come were you are
Stomp through,Smooth with the soliders
Two stepping, Moving ma shoulders
Now the moneys rolling in
We got bottles lined up like bowling pins
Mami, You stearing with a slouch
Stearing at me,While am standing on the coach
Come and get in a blue flames
Have a sip with a blue shit,Let rock!
Chorus
Now you know i don’t usually do this
(but you looking good tonight)
And you know i don’t usually do this
(But you gon smoke tonight)
Now you know i don’t usually do this
(But you gon drink tonight)
Now you know i don’t usually do this
(But you gon fuck tonight)
Verse 2
Now, Whose hot?,Whose not?
I could take a few shots you got
I could burn a few knots you got
I could blow a few spots you got
But, I chill,I will
Get it the popping when ever i feel
I still shut it down
And am white and yellow studed down
Watching pretty girls strut it round
Take the birdies and plot it down
Like tiger woods did it
But am hood with it
You never seen a thug looked this good with it
And i promise that, Fuck with me
You better move where «sadam» is at
You see am in here with the white ones on
Tryna get fucked up,Before the lights come on?
Chorus