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앨범 : Big Caz Presents West Coast Bangers, Vol. 1

Every time I stop hoes
like look at him
Every car I drive niggas
want one of them
They pointin' they pointin
They like dammmmmn
They pointin' they pointin
They like dammmmmn
Every time I stop hoes
like look at him
Every car I drive niggas
want one of them
They pointin' they pointin
They like dammmmmn
They pointin' they pointin
They like dammmmmn
Like Ricky Ross
everyday I'm hustlin'
Gettin' off weight like
who Jennifer Hudson
Pack a hammer Thor
Shooter score
Slide through batches think
I'm hecka rich
Breakin' necks turnin' heads
like the exorcist
Thumbs up like the like button
Eatin' good no rib touchin'
Runnin' with a bundle never fumble
Countin' so much bread
I got Carpal tunnel
Stock paint from where Maaco
Beige like a potato
They hate me on the
outside love me in the inside
Suck me in the back seat
while I let a friend drive
Half a pound two stacks
half a unit 10 5
I stay out here by Sully
so you know a hustler been fly
Every time I stop hoes
like look at him
Every car I drive niggas
want one of them
They pointin' they pointin
They like dammmmmn
They pointin' they pointin
They like dammmmmn
Every time I stop hoes
like look at him
Every car I drive niggas
want one of them
They pointin' they pointin
They like dammmmmn
They pointin' they pointin
They like dammmmmn
My pockets some'n serious
mansion on a hilly
Main that nigga got
more cheese than a philly
Shoelace tied
but a nigga still trippin'
I'm Lionel Richie high
I'm dancin' on the ceiling
Never marry a hoes
I just marry checks
That's how you stay on top
missionary sex
Rubberband business
know you heard of that
I got the town talkin know
you scurred of that
None less than ten figures
you know what I'm worth
Record sales show money
not including merch'
Club full of bitches pocket
full of Franks
Blunt full of weed
cup full of drank
Me going raw dog
ain't no way in hell
Before I risk my life
it be a cold day in hell
But bitch take it off here
we go show and tell
And I'm fuckin' that pussy
like I'm fresh out of jail
Every time I stop hoes
like look at him
Every car I drive niggas
want one of them
They pointin' they pointin
They like dammmmmn
They pointin' they pointin
They like dammmmmn
Every time I stop hoes
like look at him
Every car I drive niggas
want one of them
They pointin' they pointin
They like dammmmmn
They pointin' they pointin
They like dammmmmn
Parallel park
while I'm ghost riding
Black diamonds man
I'm racial profiling
I'm so fly man I need a co pilot
So I might let your damn ho drive it
Lil' hair pullin' man
I like rough sex
Dropped out I ain't
never passed a drug test
You know my lingo baby
let's mingle
So I got a thousand dollars
worth of singles
I got racks in the cargo
of my camels
Still still won't give her Nathaniel
Life a gamble so I had to make a bet
These ain't Air Max
but make a check
They took me out the streets
but it's still in me
I been sellin' work
since we had Bill Clinton
I'm the voice of the streets
so they still listen
On the back of the milk carton
ceiling missing
Every time I stop hoes
like look at him
Every car I drive niggas
want one of them
They pointin' they pointin
They like dammmmmn
They pointin' they pointin
They like dammmmmn
Every time I stop hoes
like look at him
Every car I drive niggas
want one of them
They pointin' they pointin
They like dammmmmn
They pointin' they pointin
They like dammmmmn