Put a dip in your hip.

Put a glide in your scribe.

We ride up and down that strip gangsta.

From the bottom to the top, top to the bottom.

Flip, walk, and I love the globe.

Tell them in the conference, watch them.

He's a little too damn hype, but runs around with a glass gun packed with a lighter.

Steady coming down, he gets higher and higher.

South with sun up the south, motherfuckin' cider by the blue ocean.

Hose with suntan lotion, west coastin'.

Three wheel motion, wide open.

Pupils far from closing.

Zooted and brooded, kicking your dozing.

Recognize be the area coach.

Getting brain, baby girl, until my head explode.

Players get what they want.

Suckers get what they can't.

In the palm of my hand.

Cheap and pimping.

See, we live by the code and we die all alone.

So I'm riding for my homies with life or read the past.

Don't show the whole block up, baby.

Mama knock.

We'll see you next time.

True term, you learn just keeping it real.

Outside, I move by, I can't tell no lie.

We'll be right back.

Straight sweeper out for free.

Call her up in a week.

I'm like you, baby girl.

I'm just keeping it real.

I'm making toes curl back.

Why you popping them pills?

Come on.

I leave you frozen.

Standing there, pugs, I got the game on lock.

With the windows wide open, my mind in the zone.

From all the weed I be smoking.

Come on, take a ride.

Did you see?

I'm not joking.

Purple Kush Chronicles with his passion Hennessy.

He just stuck fucked up like your girl next to me with a freaky tendencies.

I got to take in the clothes off.

I'm touching on the booty in this.

feel it so soft she's buying my things ain't no cost it's my game that you're lost throwing up the big w showing off what i'm coming through put the shit in the

You better respect it when it's through, cause I keep it pimping for ya, cause pimping's what I do.

Stupid camping.