have a choice Your peoples go to college, mine peoples go to court Yo peoples was born with money, my peoples was born broke Yo peoples lived in mansions, my peoples
you gone make me come by yo house.wit all dem yoppaz laid out, and imma give it
numb send me a goody pile feel like i need one I get the bottles hit me hard me to leave hhun My niggers smoked out, they're blowing tree hhunn They all standin round looking like
Ya'll like some old chevy's, just make alotta noise You like the tin man pussy ain't got no fucking heart Let me tell you what it is doe, these niggas
in this mother fucker) you know like I'll leave me a bitch like stank in here right (you know I'll leave me a bitch stank in this mother leave me a bitch
out um qoin all out Dis shit fucked up so im qoin all out,, all out um qoin all out um qoin all out (verse 1) Im head 1st bout wateva bitch
ya first [Chorus:] Wonder if the kids you bought bikes foe you have they wrote you a letter Wonder if the niggahs that did a song witchu have you heard