Osama!
Yah! Yah!
C4pri, wtf
I just ran up them racks
And give 'em the xan
My diamonds are way too fat
I feel like a bell
My choppa got kickback
I feel like a pal
If you don't want them racks
You goin to hell
I can't **** on that bitch
She goin to tell
I just smoke up some gas
I hope I don't smell
Like damn boa when I was a kid
I wasn't like that
(Moaning)
Whenever I'm goin to sleep
I'm goin to hell
And now she wanna come back
She stuck in the past
That hoe done stabbed in my back
Now I never lack
I know that she listen to me
That hoe she a fan
She tryna comeback again
I'm sendin' her back
But I got no time no more
Like it was before
And nun of these niggas my bros
They act like some hoes
And nothing like it was before
I'm falling in luv
I'm driving a mercedes benz
This shit was the plan
I might just run up again
Just me n my klan
I might beat it up these racks
And make it again
She done fall in love again
Lil ho she a ten
All I wanted was make some bands
I done make m's
She in love abusing them xanxans
Like it's outta her hands
Get it on me like I am the manman
Not spinning again
Osama!
Yah! Yah!
C4pri, wtf
I just ran up them racks
And give 'em the xan
My diamonds are way too fat
I feel like a bell
My choppa got kickback, I feel like a pal
If you don't want them racks you goin to hell
I can't **** on that bitch
She goin to tell
I just smoke up some gas
I hope I don't smell
Like damn boa when I was a kid
I wasn't like that
(Moaning)
Whenever I'm goin to sleep
I'm goin to hell
And now she wanna come back
She stuck in the past
That hoe done stabbed in my back
Now I never lack
I know that she listen to me
That hoe she a fan
She tryna comeback again
I'm sendin' her back
But I got no time no more
Like it was before
And nun of these niggas my bros
They act like some hoes
And nothing like it was before
I'm falling in luv
I'm driving a mercedes benz
This shit was the plan
I might just run up again
Just me n my klan
I might beat it up these racks
And make it again
She done fall in love again
Lil ho she a ten
All I wanted was make some bands
I done make m's
She in love abusing them xanxans
Like it's outta her hands
Get it on me like I am the manman
Not spinning again
Osama!
Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah!
I just ran up them racks
And give 'em the xan
My diamonds are way too fat
I feel like a bell
My choppa got kickback
I feel like a pal
I'm gon just run up them racks
And going to yalee
Can't get the other raw
I'm goin to jail (yalee)
Can't **** on that bitch
She goin to yell