m gonna spit some game to her Get the pussy so quick You think I already knew her We 'bout to fuck these hoes [chorus] [k.b.] Finally, at last, devin showed up And the first
wanna ever get off, I wanna keep rollin', rollin' [Hook] Oh-oh-ohh And we're from talking on the pho-o-ne Now every night I'm rushing ho-o-me 'Cause
music travel through you Talk about feelings, yeah yo Yo wassup world? Yo what's happening? It's the C-double-O and I'm back again Take this back and
i never said i was perfect Don't be the first to say this aint workin' Cuz you can tell how i talk, Girl I'm feeling everything you do. Baby I'm still
Romo, no T.O. No Wittin, Cowboys to a Piston A.I. no Wallace, ya kids getting demolished I'm booking on you suckers like I'm just leaving college But
show from head to toe Something came over me, something I couldn't see I said that four letter word, L O V E First time shoulda been the last time I
's back to the all purpose with them lil' dots in the toe And nuttin' stoppin' this dough that I'm spending fa' sho' On them Nike Air Force N E behind the O
in the bag, I bet I'll snatch her purse OK I spazz, I curse You last, I'm first I'm on yo' ass, like dirt Behind that cash, get murked I'm talkin' big
in the toe (Big boy) then I'm stopping this dough that I'm spending fa sho (Big boy) on dem Nike air force "N" "E" behind de "O" (big boy) [Kyjuan] O
when to play easy Believe me, George and Weezy couldn't move up this fast I'm lappin' everybody can't tell if I'm first or last It won't hurt ya ass
and gentlemen I'm a buy cars, I'm a get clothes, I'm a rock jewels I'm a fuck ho's, I'm a smoke weeds Got a lot of drinks, steppin' out gators, coca
'em there Last night, I dreamed of some more dough Some crystal, sixty thousand, and ten dimes of 'dro (I'll take 'em there) Last night I realized I'm
keep stackin' I'm thirty years old and far from done I don't care what you think, I ain't forgot where I'm from East Oakland, that's where I learned
wit rap like K-P-O-O From the very first time I grabbed the mic Niggaz smokin' burner, ready to fight I don't promote violence, I'm from Oakland where
mouth I get a [Incomprehensible] city hoe and take her cash I break her old funky ass It ain't nothin' like a player from the O Lettin' you know I'm
bitch Cause I'm a cool motherfucker and I'm hella rich (Yeah) Ant Banks in the house and you know he knows Grab the mic nigga, fuck these hoes Yeah, I'm
no one above My sexy strip dancer doing strip club love And no matter what they say I'm gonna love ya right Even if the love only last one night She
music, it makes me happy, when I am sad, You don't know how, how much I love it, please don't take my 2 Live away... YO-O-O-O-O-O, LET'S GO! (HEYY!!)