Lyrics
愛してよ 私を 抱いてよ ねぇ、側においでよ
私の 最後の 記憶に 君の愛を 残したい...
Polo to the floor though, you already know doe
It's Adamsville forreal, you see it hoe, just take a photo
I'm reppin' as I'm fo' door with a fo'-fo' on your bro though
Cause that dodo thought that he could rob a player for some dough tho
I (pff-pff-pff-pff) oh no, on some Allen Temple
On some England manor, I'm so Mysty' Valley
And I gotta couple pounds yesterday outta Cali
And my bad bitch from the Valley brought me brand new Bally's
And I'm playin' with a new American dream, Dusty Rhodes
Man, she been ridin' clean since her daddy rode on vogues
I done fucked her in every hotelly, every hole
I ain't fucked her with my wife, but if she meet her she might be a go
Ric Flair, Ric Flair flashy, bitch, don't I look dashin'?
Bitch don't I look classy, bitch, don't act so sassy
I'm the, I'm the man boo, that's with or without you
To hell with what your mouth say, show me what that mouth do
I hear 'em talking hella reckless, I won't even stress
Just kill 'em softly with my presence, won't even address it
They say it's lonely at the top, but this the best shit ever
Hey don't you see me out here shinin'? Bitch I'm barely flexin'
I hear 'em talking hella reckless, y'all won't even stress this
Just kill 'em softly with my presence, won't even address it
They say it's lonely at the top, this the best shit ever
And even if we die today this shit gon' live forever
Live forever
Daddy Fat Saxxx with three X's, fuck niggas hit the exit
No S is on my chest but all these diamonds got me blessed
Usually I don't do this, dumb it down, go stupid
Since 17 been countin' M's, my bank account's on Goofy
They say Cosby gave 'em roofies, now who knows what the truth is (what?)
Chicago's full of shooters, my garage is full of hoopties
Got that Southern drawl and all that
My pretty rose look like ball-bats
The South got somethin' to say
And all y'all niggas can't get y'all ball back
If I ain't a hot boy then what it is, call Sax