<i>[Intro]
Uh huh, yeah
Uh huh, yeah
Oh no (louder) oh no (louder)
Uh huh, uh huh
<i>[Chorus]
(Drop drop) - my homies that ride chromies let it
(Pop pop) - at the bar Budden them bottles and them
(Shots shots) - my ladies it's all gravy if you
(Hot hot) then come back to the (spot spot) and maybe we can
(Bone bone) - know that we chilling, she something shaking in her
(Thong thong) - gangsta gangsta, paper paper
(Long long) - and for my riders all over
Now you know we wanna hit it hit it
Don't stop, get it get it
<i>[Verse]
Sick wit it, I keep paper around me
So I know that everybody got the vapors around me
See me in a big truck thin rubber riding
2 Way and a broad, and got 10 others squatting
Cause I know Cal broads act up man
So 'cha man man gotta keep a back up plan
Not a dance floor nucka <i>[nigga]
I'm take em home get em to drop they pants
And gross nucka till the (drip drip)
No you not my wife no you can't handle my (kid kid)
I'm just trying to put in your (rib rib)
Through Cheetah, we in the four door Beem
Not like the two door like the kid only got a few divas
Drive wit my knees, seat recline
While she leaned over giving me a piece of her mind
I be sizing em up from they thighs and above
Holla at me if you wanna come and ride wit a thug, yeah!
<i>[Chorus]
<i>[Bridge]
All my ladies if you riding!
Then you know to skip the shotgun and bag the one driving
All my nuckas if you riding!
Don't trip plenty cash if she stingy wit ass
<i>[Verse]
Yo boy got a street chick
Rocks Chanelle she focused ('focused man'
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