[Intro]
(Lonis on this)
Aye, aye, aye
I had to do this one, I ain't gon' lie
Rest in peace to the, aye, Mac D-R-E
Lonis cooked this one up cold
I'm 'bout a bag, ain't gotta ask me
[Verse 1]
I said I'm dope like coke that was cooked in the kitchen (I said I'm dope)
Aye, bitch, I'm 'bout a bag, did I mention? (Did I mention?)
Smoke long extensions, bitches in my mentions (In my mentions)
Sloppy roll on me, baby thought that I was pimping (Baby thought that I was pimpin')
If you ain't talkin' 'bout a bag mind your business (Aye, mind your business)
My cousin really clap heathens, quit all of that rap beefin' (Quit all of that rap beefin')
When we pulled up in them foreigns niggas couldn't beliеve it
Mama told me evеn when I was broke I was so conceited
Off-White steppin' out but I don't feel like Jesus (But I don't feel like Jesus)
Baby got some blues in her purse so you know I bleed it (So you know I bleed it)
Yeah, I think she know Taz 'cause she a hungry heathen (She a hungry heathen)
Smoking gelonade blunts, yeah, you know I'm reekin' (In here reekin')
And I don't really like 'em white, I like 'em Puerto Rican (I like 'em)
I like 'em slim thick brown, show a little cleavage (Aye, aye)
Took his bitch, now he got ass face, where the fuck is Beavis? (Where the fuck is Beavis?)
And why you smokin' every day? 'Cause my trigs need it ('Cause my trigs need it)
If I let her blow my socks off she better mistreat it (You better mistreat it)
How the fuck you Mike Jack bad but broke? Nigga, beat it (Nigga, beat it)
(Lonis on this)
Aye, aye, aye
I had to do this one, I ain't gon' lie
Rest in peace to the, aye, Mac D-R-E
Lonis cooked this one up cold
I'm 'bout a bag, ain't gotta ask me
[Verse 1]
I said I'm dope like coke that was cooked in the kitchen (I said I'm dope)
Aye, bitch, I'm 'bout a bag, did I mention? (Did I mention?)
Smoke long extensions, bitches in my mentions (In my mentions)
Sloppy roll on me, baby thought that I was pimping (Baby thought that I was pimpin')
If you ain't talkin' 'bout a bag mind your business (Aye, mind your business)
My cousin really clap heathens, quit all of that rap beefin' (Quit all of that rap beefin')
When we pulled up in them foreigns niggas couldn't beliеve it
Mama told me evеn when I was broke I was so conceited
Off-White steppin' out but I don't feel like Jesus (But I don't feel like Jesus)
Baby got some blues in her purse so you know I bleed it (So you know I bleed it)
Yeah, I think she know Taz 'cause she a hungry heathen (She a hungry heathen)
Smoking gelonade blunts, yeah, you know I'm reekin' (In here reekin')
And I don't really like 'em white, I like 'em Puerto Rican (I like 'em)
I like 'em slim thick brown, show a little cleavage (Aye, aye)
Took his bitch, now he got ass face, where the fuck is Beavis? (Where the fuck is Beavis?)
And why you smokin' every day? 'Cause my trigs need it ('Cause my trigs need it)
If I let her blow my socks off she better mistreat it (You better mistreat it)
How the fuck you Mike Jack bad but broke? Nigga, beat it (Nigga, beat it)
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