Spitta get this whole shit jumping like Kangaroo. Pouch Louis Vuitton - The small things make me different from these fools Pull my draw strings; Keep my sweats off of my shoes I'm a dog man. Keep my paws clean I ain't fucking with you at all Lames is your whole set G's don't recognize ya'll Independent acrobatics: Make that loot somersault Remembering my license and restrictions in my moms car Came a long way But I don't got time to be Sittin at the dock of the bay Wasting every second Money can be made out a rhyme I can do it on the dime Kick the shit out the beat until it die Call CSI I got 'em running scared tryna catch up 57 Heinz, Gregory the dance legend Make music I'm steppin' Out, at a major event Best dressed in attendance And I never left the house
(Chorus) Right back at it Light the pilot, get the pot We can get it cracking in here Audio Dope: We track traffickin' And theyre asking for more. Is you back again? And I ain't talking bout practice no more When it's game time, show me to the stove Audio Dope: Yeah nigga, we track traffickin' They askin for more. Is you back again?
Greens rolled under the gazebo Lemonade Level vodka Backgammon, playing Keno Musical Mafia Loaded bases: bring my team home. I'm the great Bambino Roulette wheels in the casino: Fat Macs skimming off the top But that's The game we in What you gone do about it, huh? Sacrifice and hit the independent? Prolly not They not like me That's why they don't like me Me? I'm likely In my trailer. In between scenes Got the feature girl from the video full of weed Break your foot tryna kick it like I kick it Kill yourself tryna live how I'm livin' SPITTA!
(Chorus) Right back at it Light the pilot, get the pot We can get it cracking in here Audio Dope: We track traffickin' And theyre asking for more. Is you back again? And I ain't talking bout practice no more When it's game time, show me to the stove Audio dope: Yeah nigga, we track traffickin' They askin for more. Is you back again?
(All around the world the same song Cali bud strong. It's that love phase gone So high tell my neighbors thought I moved out Because your boy stays gone Now tell me that I ain't got it and then keep a straight face, punk!)