Ladies love to see me Gucci or many of poochie
Come take a look at me, I'm off the chain boy
Go ahead and Sir Mix-A-Lot put it on the glass boy
Butterfly my 84', fly first class boy
Two tone boy, let's get it on boy
I'm Lil Flip boy, a Clover G boy
You grip the leather, well I grip oak boy
I do some shit that you can't even do at all boy
I do it big boy, you do it small boy
I ain't lying check my garage, I tell the truth boy
I smoke plenty grass boy, I'm touching on the ass boy
I'm from the South boy, that's how it go boy
You gotta be blind to sell more records than me boy
Triple zero dope sacks no tax boy
Don't disrespect boy, I'll break your neck boy
My money long boy, now we smoking zones boy
Li'l Flipper, I flip tracks boy
Boy, boy, boy, boy
I got niggaz that sherm it up and get wet boy
So you the kang boy, how could this be boy
You can run two miles and you still in my yard
come to the crib you can bowl, swim, or hoop boy
You walk fast, well I slow-poke boy
We driving vets and Bentley coupes boy
To you it's a Bentley, to me it's a toy
Love to see me in the gazelles to King Louis'
I keep a crease in my Dickies when I corner hang
I'm like a pimp boy, I ride spinners boy
My big clover cost the price of ten bricks boy
I love to sip champagne, funny ass names
Come take a hit boy, we got the shit boy
Big rule boy, what are you doing in me yard
They love to see me do the old man dance boy
You better free Will Lean and Pimp C boy
I'm from the South boy, don't run your mouth boy
I'm like a run away slave I'm off the chain boy
I'm about to round princess cut and bagette boy
I'm bout' to jet boy, straight flex boy
I'm hopping out with 3000 dollar tennis boy
Platinum tooth boy, make it two boy
Shingles hanging from the end of my pants boy
We like to see em' drop it down, and touch they toes boy
Boy, boy, boy, boy
Quarter quarters nickels dollars dimes every time boy
Pull up in my drop top, you like boy
Dipping through the hood candy coated paint boy
The game over, bitch, you know my name boy
Like crack boy, I got that 62-inch Maybach boy
I can't complain boy, don't say my name boy
Ssh, 'cause I'll have Al Capone at your house boy
