[Verse 1: Don Juan]
I'm all about the cash, down to get the ass
5-6 the spot, homies smokin' grass
Pass me the drink, watch a nigga get towed down
Tech gave the low down
Now it's time to put the hoes down
I game, and questions got the bitch
Guessing 'bout the dick, fucked her way too quick
Nothin' but a trick bitch now I'm on another journey
Had no rub', hope the bitch don't burn me
Ten hours away, then I'm on my way to Cali, L.A
To make Gs, pretty bitches and palm trees
35 South, 40 going West
15 the opposite of North on a quest
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Hittin' prospect straight bro
Lookin' for some Kansas City hoes to poke
But relish floats my boat
Keep a Nathan Belathe in my pocket, I gotta get mine
Keepin' suspicious mitchin' niggas behind my line
Rewind my rhyme, N9na with many dope styles
Pack my bag, now I'm out, pal
Kick it with some 'iancas up in Oklahoma stayin' over for one night
Hit it right then I'm out, no diggity, no doubt
Rich man suites, had her face off in the pillow
The next mornin', dippin', met some 'iancs in Amarillo
Give me the number, 'ianc, so that when we come back through
Play some "Questions" with you two, off in the poo-poo, ooh-ooh
40 west, to Alberquerque on through the
Arizona hittin' corners who can see me who, 3DQ
Is down with us, you can say what you say
Kansas City all day, out for relish on my way to L.A
I'm all about the cash, down to get the ass
5-6 the spot, homies smokin' grass
Pass me the drink, watch a nigga get towed down
Tech gave the low down
Now it's time to put the hoes down
I game, and questions got the bitch
Guessing 'bout the dick, fucked her way too quick
Nothin' but a trick bitch now I'm on another journey
Had no rub', hope the bitch don't burn me
Ten hours away, then I'm on my way to Cali, L.A
To make Gs, pretty bitches and palm trees
35 South, 40 going West
15 the opposite of North on a quest
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Hittin' prospect straight bro
Lookin' for some Kansas City hoes to poke
But relish floats my boat
Keep a Nathan Belathe in my pocket, I gotta get mine
Keepin' suspicious mitchin' niggas behind my line
Rewind my rhyme, N9na with many dope styles
Pack my bag, now I'm out, pal
Kick it with some 'iancas up in Oklahoma stayin' over for one night
Hit it right then I'm out, no diggity, no doubt
Rich man suites, had her face off in the pillow
The next mornin', dippin', met some 'iancs in Amarillo
Give me the number, 'ianc, so that when we come back through
Play some "Questions" with you two, off in the poo-poo, ooh-ooh
40 west, to Alberquerque on through the
Arizona hittin' corners who can see me who, 3DQ
Is down with us, you can say what you say
Kansas City all day, out for relish on my way to L.A
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