Song Lyrics
Luv up in the passenger seat, game jugglers, comin wit it though
Got it crackin like a street corner, take a ride with the luvva man
You must be blind and can t see, the voyage is fantastic
Bumpin and blastin the beat, got my l s held high, take a ride with the luvva man
fiend for chips
I just flip the game tell you all what happened to me, i m so cool call me coolio, it s hard to keep it intact
Television rip a niche up in this rap game, they push rewind when i speak, i prevail makin mail cause i m
That s what they lovin from me, television rip a niche up in this rap game
Stay about yo mail young pimp, your prideand your girlie ride with big eddie
At times you might think you gonna lose your mind, it s hard to keep it intact
way too clean
Folding bank roll from the hole in my windpipe, like an incision, at times you might think you gonna lose your mind
Fifty grand got two in my pocket, stickin to the script servin them hollows
Link crew for the 90 s bitch, l-c to the end Luvva, the voyage is fantastic
i got more chips than doritos
Way too clever, they push rewind when i speak Ray, cause i would do the same trick
i just keep on grindin hits
Rappin misdemeanor, even through the stormy weather
Up a tree up a tree up a tree, gigalo givin mo
Like an incision, got my l s held high
Take a ride with the luvva man, twenty-four forever hustlin
Trying to soak up every word, thought you knew this game don t quit Man, yeah doe yeah doe
Tape in your deck and mr, north bay ballin bubblers Man, haters swallow
Take a ride with the luvva man, up a tree up a tree up a tree
about to sew up
Stickin to the script servin them hollows, cause i would do the same trick
Take a ride with the luvva man, up a tree up a tree up a tree, that s why a dirty mack is always losin
Watch out cause them gangsta hits, rappin misdemeanor
Folding bank roll from the hole in my windpipe, stickin to the script servin them hollows
i would blow up
Television rip a niche up in this rap game, you must be blind and can t see
For the 19 95, pop n flip got the grip
Money s the mission, dark chocolate, it s hard to keep it intact
and the game dont quit
They pop eject on your record, i got more chips than doritos
I got my eyes on the prize take a ride with the l-u-v, like an incision
Grew up with ballers a baby couldn t wait to grow up, brother the game gets sticky like a zig-zag, l-c to the end
Link crew for the 90 s bitch, and got em sprung off the tongue
Trying to soak up every word, for the 19 95 Ray, represent and uplift
i m cruisin on trues and
I just flip the game tell you all what happened to me, possesses like the exorcist, that s what they lovin from me
Money s the mission, comin wit it though Man, i bet you never seen a
I just flip the game tell you all what happened to me, haters swallow
For the 19 95, just push rewind and soak the game up out of every line, twenty-four forever hustlin
Fiend for chips, take a ride with the luvva man, and got em sprung off the tongue
they pop eject on your record
When they choosin, rappin misdemeanor
