E-40] beyotch! Whas happenin, whas happenin? You got to love this yere nigguh My boys, my hot boys Juve and? Bout to lace this game nigga Do it the way we do it with e-4-0 charlie hustle [B.g.] Look, i went from rags to riches, stank hoes to bad bitches Stealin niggaz cars to tv's in expeditions Thuggin is how i play it everyday all day I keep it all the way real i can't see it no other way I represent mines, hot boys Slip up my whole click rides, get shot boy That's how it go; we straight do or die - We checkmate holdin niggaz Then come where yo' momma lay down and kick in the do' nigga (Juvenile! juvenile! juvenile!) [Juvenile] Let's get this shit cracklin My probation officer's gonna know what happened Stay out the way i'm h-o-t and bout that action Hooded up with dem slugs and face-maskin, camouflage fashion I'm all about that luxury (luxury) - i'm also bout Puttin 50 in yo' head boy if you thinkin bout fuckin me I'ma be here fo' a minute (what else?) you gotta respect it (uh-huh) There's a lot of niggaz out here gettin killed to accept it [E-40] beyotch! Chorus: e-40 and hot boys (repeat 2x) Freezer burn platinum on my pinkie (look at me) Squattin twenty inch twinkies (look at me) I'm like that! it's like that! what? I'm like that! it's like that! (look at me) [E-40] Charlie hustle on it in the fast lane, drivin slow With a case of tall cans and some broccoli and a bad-ass hoe Squattin four times ga-uh gold zenith wides and vogues Bout snuffin down, right next to me, is the call from the frogs Uhh - sound system on bloo-blam-blam Puffin on the doobie almost grubbed, dang it burnt in my lap Smokin trees with the window up (windows up) Traffic backed up, middle finger up I don't associate or surround myself with c.i.'s Confidential informants snitches affadavits stool pigeons Marks simple simon sucker sap simps i be kickin it real tough With the, p.i.'s, hustlers, tycoons Gangsters killers that might not even look like With trophies up under they shelf, sky ballers, all kind of benzes Player type individuals, thugged out times a thousand Those nigguh-ish niggaroles lieutenants bosses, gazillionaires New millenium wars high rollers real as hoodlums thugs House parties strip joints gamblin shacks and hole in the wall clubs [E-40] beyotch! Chorus [Baby] Man, it's like neighborhood shit with a gangster bitch So get yo' paper straight nigga and go and buy some shit Tv's inside when i ride bitch And i'ma hide these hoes behind limo tints Fulfill my dreams i'm a rich bitch And when i hit yo' hood i'ma blind a bitch Shine, tape sellin got me buyin shit Dyin? gon' be here past ninety-nine, slick Rewind, these hoes back to time slick So nigga slap that bitch, bat that batch Kick her in the ass and tell that hoe hot boy in this bitch So nigga fuck that bitch, tell her suck yo' dick [Lil' wayne] Now, now Here come the youngest, wayne, you can call me weezy Flyin up the interstate in a lamborghini Police right behind me, i'm drivin too fast I pull over on the grass, they want my autograph I flipped off ki's, i get my g's I spit my 3's if you twist my cheese I'm duckin white sheets and i avoid the feds If you think that you can stop us - boi go auhead Chorus [E-40] beyotch! [Juvenile] E-feezy and the hb's in this motherfucker man (the hot boys) Juvenile (bosco) you heard about me The b.g. (uh-huh) the number one stun'na (uh-huh, uh-huh) Baby thirty-two gold ya heard me? The bay area, and the u-p-t (uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh) We connected nigga, you gotta respect it It's off the heezy Uhh, uhh (what, beyotch!)

Hey, so I really wanted Juice to be on the mixtape But I couldn't, uh, get it cleared in time But, everytime you play this track all the way through All the streaming proceeds go directly to social work So, run this back and play it all the way through Uh, again, I really appreciate you guys being here Since day one and uh, yeah, album is comin' real soon Ah!

Uh, what happened, what happened? Yeah, damn, girl, what happened? What happened? What happened? What happened? I thought you weren't fucking with me no more Damn, girl, what happened? I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more What happened? What happened? She said oh, you got that comeback, she said my dick is a necessity Drop my drawers, and pull out my longevity She just hop on it, and then she forget everything Oh she so open, who's obsessed with me, when she leave me, she come back like she ain't never leave She talk bad about my new bitch, cause we got chemistry She said it ain't jealousy, allegedly I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more Girl, what happened, you act like you don't miss me, oh my god you suck at acting I am like I thought you don't fuck with me no more, girl I'm laughing She said, she get real, when that vibrator run out of batteries She be talking about how she moving on with her life, she tired of my shit and she can do Better She told herself; she ain't fucking with me no more She done lied to herself, she'll lie to who whatever Talking about, she seen me with such and such I say it's nothin', just fuck and duck She said yeah, nigga, what I look like I said just like my new daughter She said ohh, you make me sick I love you, I hate you, I'm leaving, I'm lying Cause none of them niggas, can never be you, can never be you, I don't know why If she's over me, I look up to the sky, I see her falling for me like a bomb, she said, I know Your gonna Miss me when I'm gone, I just cosign and we make up for lost time She always say, this is the last time She love better, than she lie She always say, this is the last time She said that last time, wait I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more Girl, what happened I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more Hold up wait You're lying to ya self, (stop lying) you compromise with yaself I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more Hold up wait I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more Hold up wait Damn girl what happened? Hold up, hold up, hold up What happened, what happened? First you change your email, then ya number became private I bet you found another nigga you can vibe with Quit lying to yourself, retrace all ya steps Fucking with them suckers, they gonna have ya playing with yaself I'm a smooth operator; you don't need a vibrator Licking everything below, the navel, cause I'm able Ball so maafakin hard, tape my ankle Ball so maafakin hard, check my bankroll You talkin bout you don't fuck with a nigga, go outta town like you done with a nigga Really ain't much done, with a nigga Straight shots, put liquor on it, and lick it Put the x in the exceptional, put the x in the extraho I put the x in x and o I got the game in professional, yeah, my dick is the antidote You can ride my ontop, like an animal That time, I wanted to smoke with ya bestfriend, I wanna fuck yall on the patio, you miss When I kiss on Ya earring, you miss when I kiss on your clit ring Thats why I put you in this 16, I'll fuck you and watch you on the big screen Yeahhhh!! She said oh, you got that comeback, she said my dick is a necessity, (Lil Wayne) Drop down my drawers, and pull out my longevity She just hop on it, and fuck it, everything She like you know, I'll never leave She's on that dick, like leather seats You know that, make up sex be extra sweet So let's break up, and make up like Pleasure P You always say, this is ya last time You always say, this is ya last time You always say, this is ya last time You said that last time, girl I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more. girl, what happened I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more. girl, what happened You're lying to ya self, (stop lying) you compromise with yaself I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more You're lying to ya self, (stop lying) you compromise with yaself I thought you wasn't fucking with me no more

Yeah (Ooh, LOU WILL) Tuh, big tuh (FCB) trip I told her, "Let that big-big tuh" (tuh, tuh) She said, "Let that big-big tuh" (tuh), yeah Now throw it One hundred in the moment, never cross my mind again Come to another stand and never cross that line again Name is LOU WILL, but I'm from Memphis, Tenn Where makin' easy money, pimpin' hoes is serious bus' Speakin' of a bid, I can't say that's somethin' I fear But if you threaten the kid, la familia will sit In penitentiaries, prison system, other brothers Crips Basically, I'm tellin' you big tuh gon' hit the lick I told her, "Let that big-big tuh" (tuh, tuh) She said, "Let that big-big tuh" (I got you, Lou) (tuh) (Tony) Now throw it Quarantinin', schemin', I relapsed and started leanin' (leanin') Shawty want my semen, so I said, "You gotta stream it" (stream it) Wrap my Lamborghini, shootin' craps in the casini (woo) Know Lil Hott a demon, seen him pull up in a Demon And that Sleepy Rose, man, you better not sleep on holmes (don't sleep on holmes) Kickin' it with Worl, I ain't talkin' about no globe (talkin' about no globe) I just FaceTimed Skooly, he was singin' to some hoes (skatin') Tony gettin' rich, and I ain't gotta do no shows (Tony) She gon' bust it down for some players in the league (Tony) She already hit a couple players on the team (she did) I came to the party just to leave (just to leave, yeah) I inhaled some exotic just to breathe (just to breathe, yeah) I told her, "Let that big-big tuh" (tuh, tuh) She said, "Let that big-big tuh" (yeah, yup-yup) (tuh) (okay) Now throw it Uh, I wanna rock all the time She wanna fuck all the time, make love all the time She wanna fuck on your slime She wanna fuck on your vibe 'cause numbers don't lie She know I'm one of a kind She know I'm top of the line, in front of the line She know I keep one on the side Then I make the one multiply 'cause numbers don't lie She's tryna fuck on the low I'm tryna fuck on the high, we fuck all the time Yeah, she's tryna fuck on the blow I'm tryna fuck in the sky, what is your type? She done fucked up a good time I be fucked up all the time, not some of the time Do not ask us for the time, we gon' fuck 'til we run out of time I got the world in my hands Don't make me set this bitch down and pick up the rifle I get the work on demand I don't even trap no more, I just got vices I got a Perc' and a Xan' It make me think about how beautiful life is I'm 'bout to swerve in a Lam' I'm 'bout to do the whole dash just like a hyphen I see the facts on the ground I give 'em back to the clouds, come back for the rounds This gun'll back up a crowd, this gun'll air somethin' out Tony Montana, I shoot while I crack a bale out I'm finna act up, I'm wild Ain't with no cappin', I'm so trigger-happy, I smile Nigga, I'm strapped in my house, big Tunechi, big tuh I told her, "Let that big-big tuh" (tuh, tuh) She said, "Let that big-big tuh" (yup, yup) (tuh) Now throw it

Toni! Got a million dollars in my memory bank I can get some money, I don't even think Ahh! Goddamn, bro you ill (8...) Damn bitch, you ill, damn bitch, you real (Real) Damn bitch, you raw (Raw) damn bitch, you ill, uh Damn bitch, you get it (Get it) damn bitch, you got it (Got it) Damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) Damn bitch, you ballin', damn, damn, bitch you ballin' (Ballin') Damn Tit, you ballin', damn, damn Tit, you ballin' (Ballin') Damn bitch, you get it, uh, damn Tit, you flippin' (Flippin') Damn bitch, you spendin', you can't take it with you Toni like to drink, Toni like to smoke Toni like to wear a diamond chain inside his coat Toni got the stove with the Pyrex and the fork Toni like to mix the Arm & Hammer with the coke Toni never care, Toni like to pay it Niggas just to pull up on your set and bust your head Toni used to buy the lean by the fuckin' keg Toni used to use a triple beam like a fridge "You don't eat, you don't sleep", that's what Toni said Toni said before he buy it, he gon' have to wear it Toni 'bout to turn you into prey and bow his head Toni gotta own it, Toni take it to the head Damn bitch, you ill, damn bitch, you real (Real) Damn bitch, you raw (Raw) damn bitch, you ill, uh Damn bitch, you get it (Get it) damn bitch, you got it (Got it) Damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) Damn bitch, you ballin', damn, damn, bitch you ballin' (Ballin') Damn Tit, you ballin', damn, damn Tit, you ballin' (Ballin') Damn bitch, you get it, uh, damn Tit, you flippin' (Flippin') Damn bitch, you spendin', you can't take it with you Toni motivate, Toni know they hatin' Toni put the deuces on foreign roller skates Toni used the same stove for the turkey baking Toni seen the same hoes out there booty shakin' Toni got connects, Toni rock Pateks Gucci know if Toni don't get it first then that's a threat Toni know he raw, Toni at they neck Toni goin' hard, Toni momma named Jeanette Toni from the block, Toni got respect Toni starin' at her, I think Toni want that bitch Toni from the 'partment, the shadow of the bricks Toni got his girl a double deuce, he got a stick Damn bitch, you ill, damn bitch, you real (Real) Damn bitch, you raw (Raw) damn bitch, you ill, uh Damn bitch, you get it (Get it) damn bitch, you got it (Got it) Damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) Damn bitch, you ballin', damn, damn, bitch you ballin' (Ballin') Damn Tit, you ballin', damn, damn Tit, you ballin' (Ballin') Damn bitch, you get it, uh, damn Tit, you flippin' (Flippin') Damn bitch, you spendin', you can't take it with you

Check me out now Yeah, my diamonds talking back, talking back, ya ya Yeah, my diamonds talking back, they talking back, yeah yeah Diamonds talking back, they talking back, boom pow pow Diamonds talking back, they talking back, blaow blaow blaow Diamonds talking back, they say "fuck y'all" Rock Givenchy shoes like they All-Star Say you turned 'em down it'd be old, dawg Known to light it all like the ball park Crib the same size as the Walmart Yard so big I got a golf cart Diamonds on me shining when you see 'em, boom bing Diamonds on me shining when it's DM, boom bing bing Diamonds on me dancing like it's Breezy over Eazy I can buy a hundred easy, I just got a call from Jeezy I count money too, I'm sleepy, ink on my body, graffiti And you know I come from CP Can't fuck no bitch with no VD, nah Diamonds on me going bing bing bing bing Diamonds on me doing their damn thing thing thing thing Known to get head while the car park Diamonds talking back, they say "fuck "y'all" Yeah, my diamonds talking back, talking back, ya ya Yeah, my diamonds talking back, they talking back, yeah yeah Diamonds talking back, they talking back, boom pow pow Diamonds talking back, they talking back, blaow blaow blaow Diamonds talking back, they say, "Fuck 'yall" Walk in to the VIP and yell, "Touchdown!" Ain't wore the same shoes the whole month now I am so high she told me come down I'm like how, sip a loud, gun go pow Mr. Chow, bling bling blow, bitches bow Bitches bi, they liking girls and guys Ill advised, got the Rollie winterized When I die bury me beside the Cuban links 2 Chainz, a lot of Z's 'cause you niggas sleep Pinky ring ping, index finger ping, middle finger ping Whole lot of rings, whole lot of watches Watches being ostrich, neck, wrist, faucets Chain show 'em options Rings so big you could go boxing Diamonds talking back, yours ain't saying nothing Yeah, my diamonds talking back, talking back, ya ya Yeah, my diamonds talking back, they talking back, yeah yeah Diamonds talking back, they talking back, boom pow pow Diamonds talking back, they talking back, blaow blaow blaow

I just call her boo I don't know her whole name Keep it on the low mane All we eat is lo mien Came from the block Now i gotta whole thang And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane I just call her boo I think her name is Shawna What i really know bout the girl that drive the Honda. I just call her boo I think her name is isha, might be Tasha might even be Keisha. All i really know her baby daddy wanna feature And when they ran up on me she damn near had a seizure See i just call her boo I think her name is Ana I met her in Miami, she say she from Atlanta I just call her boo and she finish school And she like to drink and like to smoke my reefer too See i just call her boo I think her name was Tonya I know she from Decatur, she got a stupid onion I just call her boo I don't know her whole name Keep it on the low mane All we eat is lo mien Came from the block Now i gotta whole thang And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane Shawty stupid dumb thick i just call her red Now that i think about it maybe i should call ahead She got that super fire i cant even lie She like a water park she aint never dry And i just call her bae and she just call me gotti Don't need no relationship we just fuckin shock She got her own bread shawty school me in a drop Her mama on some day curls her brother got them blocks And she a college girl sophomore i hit her in the dorm On the hard floor she got her shit together so i respect her more So if she ask me for some money she is not a whore I just call her boo I don't know her whole name Keep it on the low mane All we eat is lo mien Came from the block Now i gotta whole thang And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane I hate lame niggas so this a hate crime Rich niggas shit up on em a gang sign Gotta glock 40 in my waist line Just bought a new crib by the lake side What is life like its love and i love my girl Show up life a big spenda im tryna fuck the world Yeah fuck em girl you aint gotta go back Call em tell em that yo pussy got kidnapped And she layin with her forehead on my six pack Yeah we got something in common we like big stacks Yeah i know her name but i like to call her boo You shoulda put a chirp on her so she wouldn't move I just call her boo I don't know her whole name Keep it on the low mane All we eat is lo mien Came from the block Now i gotta whole thang And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane

It's that moon rock shit You gotta mix this with some regular OG Cuz this shit be burnin' crazy Cum in a bitch and I go crazy Spend all these racks and I go crazy Leave out the parking lot doin' a 180 This how the lord made me Drop the top and start sun bathing Put her on a treadmill and then I make her run naked Got all my side hoes frustrated This the life I waited on Seen a bitch from school, gave her number to a payphone I don't know what you been waiting on All that I know is that I been waiting long I ain't waiting to get no lone Provolone on top of provolone Mobile phone on top of mobile phone I don't know what you niggas smokin' on Pull my closet got a OS tell Mobile home on top of mobile home I go to sleep with a rollie on I start my car with remote control Get so much pussy I go to sleep with a condom on Fuck it, I want me a milli Fuck it, I want me a milli Fuck it, I want me a milli I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck it, I want me a milli Fuck it, I want me a milli Fuck it, I want me a milli I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck I'm the king of the city I don't take a trip unless I got a bitch with me I pull up wit pounds or I got a zip in me You don't want no problems, my guys so don't tempt me My niggas go bap bap bap bap till it's empty Fuck 2 every night in 5 days that's a 10 piece My bitch that I'm with that's a 10 piece I'm pourin' that gin in a simply You niggas so fake need assembly I'm smokin' weed, fuck the penalty Ridin' round in a old school, with 2 hoes and little old me Fuck I'ma do wit this money But walk in the club and start stuntin' Push all my old bitches buttons Came up from nothin' to something Tell her take the stick, don't run from me There's some for you, there's some for me So if we have this 3 some, make sure you cum for me All that bullshit is up under me Smokin' gas ain't no tumble weed All of this cash that's another thing Black and yellow like a bumblebee Fuck it, I want me a billi Fuck it, I want me a billi Fuck it, I want me a billi I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck it, I want me a billi Fuck it, I want me a billi Fuck it, I want me a billi I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck it, I want me a milli So went and got me a milli Now I want me a billi I don't think I have a ceiling I can come thru with no ceiling I give a fuck how you feeling I can tell you how you lookin' Nigga you ain't used to winnin' Had the chickens missing winters In Miami, Mr. Winner Ran a 14 for breakfast, prime 112 for dinner Maison Margiela killer Got a heart of a killer Take the pussy, I'll kill it What up Tip? What up Killa? Fuck it, I want me a trilli Fuck it, I want me a trilli Fuck it, I want me a trilli I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck it, I want me a trilli Fuck it, I want me a trilli Fuck it, I want me a trilli I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it