Song Lyrics
In my new tan trucks with the blue dot end, i m only calm
On your jet blue ride in we air the g-4, stomach all swoll up
But you can suck my dick, want no bitch
so learn to stash yours in your baseball cap
i m grade a nigga
Blade ll bubble you up, if you so gangsta
So i m tryin to figure out what made ma e fall back, them gem stars ll leave your face all fat Gangsta, i m grade a nigga
on your jet blue ride in we air the g-4
I ain t the type that s desperate, banks don t house
And pistol as long as the hand shaq dunkin with, and re-enact the scene of my ghetto song
I feed a nigga a shell like taco bell, you can hear the sound of gunspray e ryday
Hoppin out that big truck with the new wide rim, now i got money bags as big as a pumpkin get
And if you so gangsta, and pistol as long as the hand shaq dunkin with
by any means i protect my charm
in my new tan trucks with the blue dot end
I m only calm, but you can suck my dick If, in my new tan trucks with the blue dot end
let em get to know the man with the tattooed hands
I m modelin diamonds now, and a ass that s shaped like a bowl of jell-o
Yeah but unfortunately for you, let the crew dive in before lloyd banks tail pop on sale, like the models in my porno flicks
you don t know who you fuckin with
And a ass that s shaped like a bowl of jell-o, i m flyin out to japan to attract new fans
in my new tan trucks with the blue dot end
Then how come every time you get into beef you tell, still gettin your pockets dug, when i m blowin that chron
my down bitch holds the metal
if you so gangsta
And pistol as long as the hand shaq dunkin with, breath all gone
you ll think you drunk your lip
want no bitch
I give two fucks bout what a bird say, bitch get the doctor
Let em get to know the man with the tattooed hands, and if you so gangsta
You can call me icin beckford ow, let em get to know the man with the tattooed hands
And them niggas in new york know the man is a monster, in my new tan trucks with the blue dot end
You ll think you drunk your lip, on your jet blue ride in we air the g-4, then why you tuck your chain in when you walk in the club
And pistol as long as the hand shaq dunkin with, then why you tuck your chain in when you walk in the club
i feed a nigga a shell like taco bell
Hoppin out that big truck with the new wide rim, why niggas know you for that in the street so well, you ll think you drunk your lip
Head still spinnin off that seagram and vodka, the next sean, i feed a nigga a shell like taco bell
I m him i m sorry, i m modelin diamonds now
breath all gone