[Verse 1: Esham]
Yeah let me get right to it
Pimpin' ain't easy but somebody gotta do it
Candy paint dripping transmission like fluid
Esham's dope bro you already knew it
Your bubble gum rap can't spit it or chew it
Your quarterback pass intercepted when he threw it
I kept the murder weapon that I hit your crew with
The charges won't stick to me even if you glue it
Yo, You know I Woo Woo Woo it
I be the kid I got that stick I hit your boo with
Ain't no car I can't drive name a plane I ain't flew it
That's on you, boy this ain't no Buick
I got candy paint drippin' transmission like fluids
Too much motions for the ocean ain't no stopping me I'm moving
If you clueless thеn you foolish let me show you how to do this
Pull up to the curb convеrtible light blueish
And the sunshine dancing off the candy paint glisten
If you hear me whispering the police might be listening
Jack boys see me but they never see the nee-nee til' I'm slumped down eyes is low covered by beanie
Boomin' words from Hell I ain't never been to jail
I got money to make for the records I sell, Can't you tell?
That's why these venues keep calling
Saw me falling out the sky but I was flying not falling
I been ballin' U-hauling the game y'all in
Moving mad units from Detroit to New Orleans
East side made it out the Detroit Zoo
Making music changed my life and it can change yours too and that's real life (real life, real life, real life, real life)
Yeah let me get right to it
Pimpin' ain't easy but somebody gotta do it
Candy paint dripping transmission like fluid
Esham's dope bro you already knew it
Your bubble gum rap can't spit it or chew it
Your quarterback pass intercepted when he threw it
I kept the murder weapon that I hit your crew with
The charges won't stick to me even if you glue it
Yo, You know I Woo Woo Woo it
I be the kid I got that stick I hit your boo with
Ain't no car I can't drive name a plane I ain't flew it
That's on you, boy this ain't no Buick
I got candy paint drippin' transmission like fluids
Too much motions for the ocean ain't no stopping me I'm moving
If you clueless thеn you foolish let me show you how to do this
Pull up to the curb convеrtible light blueish
And the sunshine dancing off the candy paint glisten
If you hear me whispering the police might be listening
Jack boys see me but they never see the nee-nee til' I'm slumped down eyes is low covered by beanie
Boomin' words from Hell I ain't never been to jail
I got money to make for the records I sell, Can't you tell?
That's why these venues keep calling
Saw me falling out the sky but I was flying not falling
I been ballin' U-hauling the game y'all in
Moving mad units from Detroit to New Orleans
East side made it out the Detroit Zoo
Making music changed my life and it can change yours too and that's real life (real life, real life, real life, real life)
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