[Chorus]
Malt liquor in my hand, orange juice in the other
Driving with no hands, roll it up, I don't stutter
Blunts and brass monkey, always been the bread and butter
One got me fucked up, but I need another
[Verse 1]
All you rappers is kooky call that rapping hard as a motherfucker
But soft as butter, never see you with a chopper
The coppers don't even look in your direction
Even they know you flexin', boy never held a Smith and Wesson
Or any weapon, never say what I'm 'bout to do
[Bridge]
Bitch I just do it, you never see me say I'm making a move
But I'll move it, never hear me talking I'ma cop, I'ma copper
Just cop it, always see me doing shit you talk about in your music
Talking 'bout you got the lean, but your Sprite too clean
You talking 'bout you got some weed. but that shit ain't green
I don't need to fuck your bitch cause my chick too fine
I took a look at your whip, it don't shine like mine
[Chorus]
Malt liquor in my hand, orange juice in the other
Driving with no hands, roll it up, I don't stutter
Blunts and brass monkey, always been the bread and butter
One got me fucked up, but I need another
Malt liquor in my hand, orange juice in the other
Driving with no hands, roll it up, I don't stutter
Blunts and brass monkey, always been the bread and butter
One got me fucked up, but I need another
Malt liquor in my hand, orange juice in the other
Driving with no hands, roll it up, I don't stutter
Blunts and brass monkey, always been the bread and butter
One got me fucked up, but I need another
[Verse 1]
All you rappers is kooky call that rapping hard as a motherfucker
But soft as butter, never see you with a chopper
The coppers don't even look in your direction
Even they know you flexin', boy never held a Smith and Wesson
Or any weapon, never say what I'm 'bout to do
[Bridge]
Bitch I just do it, you never see me say I'm making a move
But I'll move it, never hear me talking I'ma cop, I'ma copper
Just cop it, always see me doing shit you talk about in your music
Talking 'bout you got the lean, but your Sprite too clean
You talking 'bout you got some weed. but that shit ain't green
I don't need to fuck your bitch cause my chick too fine
I took a look at your whip, it don't shine like mine
[Chorus]
Malt liquor in my hand, orange juice in the other
Driving with no hands, roll it up, I don't stutter
Blunts and brass monkey, always been the bread and butter
One got me fucked up, but I need another
Malt liquor in my hand, orange juice in the other
Driving with no hands, roll it up, I don't stutter
Blunts and brass monkey, always been the bread and butter
One got me fucked up, but I need another
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