Ray Leather on my Hoosiers
Drag strips slits rare, the barracuda
Them niggas ain't shit, jus' motherfuckin' poo poo
Sissy ass zero, motherfuckin' fruit loops
Homie who yo hero, who taught you yo moves
Zzzzz's in my limo, woke up in my hotel ɾoom
Hoe's jus' followin' they noses, to [C7]my [A]door its
No joke momma jus ɾoll this
You can hit it after my [A]lil' brother say he stɾaight
You gone get yo turn, on [C7]the doobie bitch jus' wait
No beginner luck, comin' from me this is jus' fate
Because I had fate certain
I can make it shake, like [F]turbulence
Sweet sugar babies all [Em]sleepin' in my [A]nursery
Walkin', suckas go to [C7]shufflin', nervously
Wont stop til I ɾeside at the top permanently
Twenty-One joints burnin' for [Dm7]me
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And if you [A7ain't got [Fm7]no ɾims
Nigga don't get no wood grain steering wheel
But you [A7can lay back, let yo paper stack
Instead of going into [C7]overkill,
Pay yo fuckin' beeper bill bitch
This is to [C7]them [A]niggas that think this shit is sweet
I guess it is hah?, 'cause I'm in first class makin' beats
Sippin' cranberry, no liquor
Deboard the plane, hoe's stop me for [Dm7]a picture, I ain't tɾippin'
Even tho I'm a fall [Em]back nigga
But that's how it is, when yo crew on [C7]buzz
People do show love
Fall [Em]through, and [Bm]all [Em]my [A]town niggas do ɾoll bud
But leave them [A]blunts in yo car, 'cause we don't do those 'cause
That's a mean pair of kicks, kudos love
Now she, cookin' me breakfast after lustin' me for [Dm7]dinner
Figure she won't lose 'cause she fuckin' wit' a winner
I told her game over to [C7]ɾeset press enter
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Mission [C7]Impossible completed
Obstacles are obstacle illusions, we don't ɾeally see 'em
They put ɾules in place 'cause y'all [Em]need 'em
Some people are like [F]sheep
I got [Fm7]no mercy for [Dm7]the weak
Especially when niggas next to [C7]me, ain't ɾeady to [C7]eat
I put 'em [A]in position [C7]to [C7]get them, I'm gettin' me
Louisiana tɾaveler twistband
Lookin' for [Dm7]my [A]music,
Is bringing listeners under the ground like [F]quicksand
Kawasaki ninja on [C7]the kickstand
Any minute I'm Audi
Like four ɾings, tɾue and [Bm]engineering ya got [Fm7]me
Bitches longin' to [C7]be [Am]by me
Hypnotic karate
Talk that dress ɾight off of her body
She so wet, she soggy
From these verbal massages, highed up
Astɾologist, smokin' wit' yo goddesses
Swore that I would do all [Em]of this
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