[Liffy Stokes]

Shit it's five in the morning

New whip, new bitch where the phone and

I just got me a new whip with the finger beach wood kit

Hit a big head later Mr. Lease Split Wig

Fucked around nigga 15, I spend

22's with the shoes, five T.V.'s

Playstation with that DVD

Smoked out tent no need to see me

Unless I'm creeping up on you in black and 3-D

Laying my stunt get down

Like a Westside clown is supposed to, smoking bi-coastal

A nigga got connections in the game because I'm old school

Lay down, let chop change now, we 

Double up the money so we can paint the town

And grab hoes down like rebounds

And let em shake that ass while I crank the sound



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See I'm fresh off the lot in a brand new drop

Glistness screaming fuck the cops

I got four bitches that's about to pop

With dro smoke coming out top

When you fresh off the lot in a brand new drop

You got some binning grinning hit some blocks

Spend the club hit the club like I'm always popped

Now it's time to see some asses drop



[Turtle Banxx]

What's popping, drop the top and let's see what's cracking

Look it's Saturday nights on Madison

After that imagine what happens since I'm blasting

And he hits the action I'm mashing and henny mixed in the passion

Got me dipping in and out of traffic

On point for them blue lights flashing

Two nice scratching now hotels

On crunk so drunk I'm bout to go fell

Oh well, hit the lick and sto' for more bail

Followed by a gang of hoes and bout to go now

Twista say he got a spot where the dro sell

Liffy say we gotta stop 'fore we go bail, yeah

Let's ride but only if you party hoe

When the door, know you sexy working that body yo

I know you in love with a thug nigga, get you buy your drinks

Take pictures inside the club with you, grab your girls and let's roll



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[Twista]

Now I just pulled out the lot up in a hard top

Standing on chrome footage that is on my block

This rich nigga behind me who was in a drop top ride was trying to clown

Eyes bucked when he saw my shit dro back and drop down

I could drop the top off of anything, but I be surgical

Leave the dealership in a convertible that'll murder you

Heard a few hoes hollered at me when I blast

I love em stand up in the backseat, pop that ass

Put them titties on the glass when y'all lay up on the hood

All up in the hood, after I left silly where I hood

Got some leather interior all my rides got chrome

Pac song, cause my b-hees come up with the top gone

In the winter time, I might spend some g's on a fur

At the Spring Bling holla at her please run through my hair

Sporty hummer for summer if I crash the motherfucker

I just throw it in the gutter, and go buy another



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