you done with your time Oh, think it over, baby, just keep walking on Until you find your man Don't it feel so bad? Well, I'm used to that And don't
beneath the skin Now you're drawn and quartered Your bones will make the X Symbol stands for poison And it's chained to your head And as we fold your
Mike and Big Boi rappin' and rhymin' and smabbin' Pop that tag on some of this game Hollatic, swallow and keep the change And we gon' stay hustlin' on
Pelle Pelle Pelle Fonzarelli, I burn niggas Roll with the do anything to earn niggas You learn niggas, F.O.S. don't pull triggers We pull out a stack and
watch your body move when you're ridin' on top On top, on top, on top, eh I like to watch your body move when you're ridin' on top On top, on top, on
choice, real pretty skin tone Real pretty voice, that make grown men moan I like your style, your grace, your face You tasting better than the icing on the cake And
Think about us, and some, and T3 Girl, if you're flexible, intellectual Bisexual, can I get next to you If you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and
To come for me (To 200th) You won't win (Manhattan) Niggas got me sittin' on the roof Eye trained, on scope, blessin' 100 proof Hand on toes, 'bout to
quarterback I was raised one deep by Mom dukes and no Dad And now I grab a number, 2 pencil and a pad Or Erasermate, if I make mistakes I erase And me and
running wild like a gang from L.A. Telling "Don't think, give me your link and your Pelle Pelle" [A.G.] Look me in my eyes and tell me what you
who belong And if you get on then we can use you From 7 and Woodward to 7 and Telly - the West side Where niggaz with 'Cardis, weapons in Pelle's ? yes
it's servin' season Shit is good as gone, 'cause I gotta bring the goodies home The petty packin' penny brushin' with the pretty pearl handle Pistol, Pelle Pelle pants and the hoodie on And
spot and bigger dimes Jobs and drug wars living by gun law Jailcats come home and want to take yours As the young one, growing up broke me and my people
, till you seen it on shrooms Lipstick on the pale of my Pelle lapel Spot hotter than fish scales cooked in coked ale Vampire party and we gets it down
second to none Synthesizers tweet To improvise your feet I calculated every lyric to arrive on a beat It's free Come get high on me Before a nine millimeter shell Hit my pelle pelle
models and fat bastards These women tryin' yo get me out my pelle, pelle They strip off my clothes and tell me "Get in my belly" Stay on the track hit
and tyin' up, minx and rings I bubble Trouble's what I look for in stores on expensive floors Beeling boots is essence, bookin' Pelle's in my drawers
the thong, like bitch come on I need a Prada chick to take this dick And take this brick and basic shit, basic shit We can go shoppin' and buy some things