VERSE 1: Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out, got a nigga wantin it so bad i'm bout to pass out, i wanna dig you and i cant even lie about it, baby just alivate your clothes time to fly out, catch you at a club oh shit you got me feenin, body talkin shit to me but i cant comprehend the meanin, now if you wanna roll with me then heres your chance, doin 80 on the freeway, police catch me if you can, forgive me i'm a rider still im just a simple man, all i want is money fuck the fame i'm a simple man , mr. international, playa with a passport, just like aladdin bitch, can do anything you ask for, its either him or me, champange hennessey a favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies, witness as we creep to a low speed, peep what a hoe need, puff some mo' weed, you dont need, apporachin hoochies wit a passion been a long day, but i've been drivin by attraction in a strong way, you're body is bangin baby, i love it when you flaunt it, time to give it to daddy, nigga tell me how u want it
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VERSE 2: Tell me is it cool to fuck, do u think i come to talk, am i fool or what? postions on the force like erotic, irotic cuz im somewhat psychotic, im hittin switches on bitches, like i be fixed with hydrolics, up and down like a rollercoaster, im up inside ya, i aint quittin til the shows over cuz i'm a rider, in and out like a robbery, i'll probably be a freak and let u get on top of me, nights full of alazaye, a livin legend, you aint hear about these niggaz play these cali days, yous a muthafucka, insteada tryin to help a nigga you destory a brother, worse than the others, bill clinton, mr. bob dole, you too old to understand the way the games told, you lame so i gotta hit you wit the hot facts, once im released i'm makin millions, niggaz top that, they wanna censor me, they'd rather see me in the cell, livin in hell, only a few left to tell, now everybody talkin bout us, like i give a fuck, i be the first one to bomb and cuss, nigga tell me how u want it
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VERSE 3: Rasied as a youth, to tell the truth, i got the scoop on how to get a bullet proof, because i jumped from the roof, when i was teenager moble phone, sky pager, gang roots, im livin major, my adversaries is lookin worried, they paranoid of gettin buried, one of us is gonna see the cemetary, my only hope to survive, if i wish to stay alive, gettin high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die i wanna live my life in (??), make a couple million, then im chillin, fade em all, these taxes got me crossed up, these people tryin to sue me, media up in my buisness and they actin like they know me, but imma mash out and peel out, i'm quick to whip that steel out, yeah niggaz its some new shit, so better get up on it, when you see me tell a nigga how u want it