Let’s Make a V King T (Ft. DJ Quik, El DeBarge & OG Kid Frost)

[Intro: King Tee & (Frost)]
Ha, you know what?
Quik, Quik, niggas ain't gon' understand this
How did we put this together man? Niggas ain't going...
Kid Frost, what's happening? (What's up loc?)
Go fuck with these hoes man (Come on T, let's do something)
Some jumping (Hahaha yeah)

[Verse 1: King T]
I'm looking for a ten, and honey I spends, no hassle
Tryna buy the world while you lay around my castle
Get you laced with Tennis bracelets as well
Wearing diamonds, carry-on Chanel
Sipping Cristal with Michele while you rolling in my six
Folks cannot joke that daddy's rich
No need to bitch, you want your own whip? Don't argue
Now you roll a three-twenty E with the guarders
Hit the club scene in a limousine stretch
With big fame shining on your Lex
No more county cheques, with the King with that bomb sex
And sweetheart you never know what's next
Check, the homies in the hood say my cape's on flight
But we be smoking eighths all night, and that's alright
Shake a lil ass, I'll bite
Spend a little cash I might, just make sure...