Exotic Shit Dave East & Styles P

[Intro: Styles P]
My socks cost a lot, my nigga
It's exotic shit, you know?
My tank top is wonderful
You ain't never see reefer like this, nigga
I mean just look at me, I'm fuckin' beautiful

[Chorus: Styles P & Dave East]
Ghetto nigga, ghetto nigga
Exotic whips, exotic whips
Exotic clothes, exotic clothes
Exotic smoke, exotic smoke
Exotic women and exotic flows, exotic flows
Exotic does as exotic knows
Ghetto nigga, ghetto nigga
Exotic whips, exotic whips
Exotic clothes, exotic clothes
Exotic smoke, exotic smoke
Exotic women and exotic flows, exotic
Exotic does as exotic knows, exotic

[Verse 1: Styles P]
All my niggas is mad live
Louis luggage is rugged, nigga, I'm mad fly
Used to be a dope boy, right in back of the cab ride
Right around the time when Duke beat the Fab Five
All through high school, nigga, I went to class high
Baptized in fire, a wicked nigga with mad rhymes
Plus where I live in the hood, they sling mad dimes
Hit the park, shoot up the game during half time
Beamers with the kits, ninas gon' kick if I hit'cha hood
You gon' need FEMA in that bitch
What's one lion with ten hyenas in the mix
You ain't got to see the script, it's a bigger movie than DreamWorks
Niggas stayin' woke but still makin' they dream work
Before rap, I had crack, makin' my C.R.E.A.M. work
Burgundy Denali by the alley, weed from Cali
Linen suit, pair of Balleys, big crib by the valley
Ghost