调：G minor•
Verse 2
maybe like the trillion figures
Pray my daughter don't wild
like the Hilton Sisters
That'd kill me yo, filthy rich
My daughter pass it on to the
Verse 3
In my new home,
meet moms in my Yves St. Laurent suit on
Then we do a dance like
my man Luther Jam
Verse 4
Now I wanna dig her up outta the earth
Too morbid,
learn forward toward a new paragraph
Blue carats, D- Class,
strictly that kush in the weed bag
Verse 5
had put in production
Studio smoky now, hard like David Ruffin
Hit a spliff through a séance
And I, play on playa
Verse 6
Cm
on,
I sprayed her
Gotta get your papes on, play on playa
Before it's all gone,
sip Dom, tip waiters
Do the yacht thing,
ménage swing, baby
Verse 7
Cm
live crazy
Finest females I spit game on,
I sprayed her
Get your papes on, play on playa
Get your papes on, play on playa
Verse 8
with Grey Goose
Rubies in Jesus piece
Pimped out like Snoop be,
but a East Coast thing
My girl stocking tied up in a knot,
top of my bean head
Verse 9
Went from triple beams to digital
Serving fiends, to minimal,
60 G's, no criminal
Verse 10
'Cause this big money aroma lingers
Barber cleans his blade,
then he give me a fade
Hot towel on the face
Verse 11
so they can stay lightweight
Swallowing my protein like
an Ovaltine shake
Come through like Moe Green from Godfather,
so clean
Verse 12
that's four pockets
Eighty thousand,
browse for the nicest price
But we ain't into buying
Conflict Ice
That's the shit they stole from
Verse 13
just spinnin'
Honey gave me a massage
with the happy ending
Finest females I just came
on, and sprayed her
Gotta get your papes on, play on playa
Verse 14
I sprayed her
Gotta get your papes on, play on playa
Before it's all gone, sip Dom, tip waiters
Verse 15
Cm
live crazy
Finest females I spit game on,
I sprayed her
Get your papes on,
Verse 16
But let me show you how a nigga
like me get revenue
What you never do is punk out,
what you better do
Never let the game get ahead of you,
Verse 17
praise God, I'ma marry you
Get your homie, carry you, bury you
Slowly, roll me another blunt stuff it
Verse 18
In D O double G we trust
Yep yep,
young loc with the two steps
He creepin' with two Tecs,
Verse 19
End of existence, for instance
Rewind it, replay it,
re- chop it, remix it
Re- twist it, goddamn D O double G,
Verse 20
'cause we missed it
but not a Navajo
I smoke the big leaf in all the big deef's
My hair in two braids,
I'm the big Chief
Verse 21
Gm
Cm
Yeah, break that down, how fresh ya are
The King from Queens, Mr. Escobar
Connect with the best from the west,
yes yes ya are
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