Damn, its hard being a real nigga Clutching on steal triggers Pouring kool-aid on hilfigers For niggaz I cut for Pull a hoe out my truck for Take a bullet
my homies in the federal Lock up, behind the wall setting shop up They beat the block up, yet and still they couldn't stop us Damn it feels good to
pain on a platter, it's one of my best dishes When you assassinate my character, not one remark misses So it's gone get funky when I'm fryin' these little fishes
And I'm moving I'm me-jane Me-jane Oh damn your chest-beating, just you stop your screaming! All the time you're hunting swimming fishing breathing (? )
in all kinds of cars Signin' out Young Money, D-town's all star [Tyga] It's Tyga No lion I'm eating No diner This species Don't diet Every milla fish
disappears In paradise there ain't no clocks" You got a lot to learn about livin' It's a different world down here Our biggest problem's decidin' what fish
your hand Feeling kind of cold need something hot to hold Only wanna lay with you I promise you won't smell no fish I said fish (Instrumental Break) Fish Fish
dick just like that telescope. Whoo, damn, whoo, damn! That pussy from my wish list I stop calling them kitty cause them cats be on that fish shit. Ughh
he wouldn't... holla at ya guala, yeah bitch itz me, kickin muthafuggas out the kitchen heat. i'll put you where the fishes sleep and when they wake, you'll be the fishies
that I bought you Shoes from Milan, Louis Vuitton Animals on back and jewels on your arm Mami, it's nothin' to make moves with a Don Loon the Big Fish
pairs I need two pairs" So I can get to stompin' in my air force ones Stompin' in my air force ones I wore spurs at first now it's tape on them Damn
, keep on Calling me papi, my lover, keep on Thinking 'bout me, my lover, keep on Rocking Prada, my lover, keep on Working it out ma, my lover, keep on Doing your damn
yo, check it out I'ma walk in gutta, get that butter Only dude with a weed sign on the chucker Hood down, car kinda loud from the muffler Like damn when
laces (Big boy) they all purpose ya heard me kinda like my Dayton's (big boy) [Chorus x2] [Kyjuan] I wore spurs at first now theres tape on dem (Big Boy) damn
(Seen) It ain't shit my nigga, I'll show ya Ones on triple-beam Let it on out baby girl don't you know I love to hear you scream, wanna hit it a lil' harder Somethin' like a daughter I finally caught her Lil' chicky like a fish
for real and Let her get on top if there's mirrors on the ceiling Hit her so right that she wanna throw rice My device makes her say 'Damn, that nigga
I'm madder than a mothafucker, heart tore up Lookin for a clip to dry this off the side of Oo man, I caught him in the house with my girl Damn 'coz that
