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Creme de la homie, top shelf ya know
I like my beat down low, down low, down low, down low, down low, low, down low
I like my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let back, let
Ay holla if ya like ya beat down low, down low, down low, down low, down low, down low, low
I like my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let back, let

Ay holla if ya like ya beat down low, down low, low, down low, down low, down low, down low
I like my top let back, let back, let back, let back, let back, let

I my beat down low and my top let back
Can see me ridin' with a chopper in the back
Ya ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya windows black

I like my beat down low and my top let
Can see me ridin' twenty-fours with a in the back
Ya like ya hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya windows black

I'm the man in my city, ain't fuckin' wit' me
You can ask the real niggas and all the bad
I'm a known drug dealer; I always have
And the and the killers was all in class wit' me
SS's on twenty-sixes, watchin' some
Shorty, I'm never slippin', got the berretta in
And ready to pop the clip in, ready to get to
Ready to show these folks a celebrity whippin'
Pimp stolen' the automobile, and the for the tag missin'
Polices try to me; it's nothin' but gas-given
Addicted to fast livin', yes, I'm one of my dad's
I'm bad now, you should a seen me before I had children
Give dick to ya daddy's daughter and they oughta have
Hope he got some insurance 'cause I definitely some endurance
Kill her in Mississippi and her ass to Missouri
Still my wet pet drippin' I'm woodgrain grippin'

I like my beat down low and my top let
Can see me twenty-fours with a chopper in the back
Ya like ya hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit and ya windows pitch black

I like my beat down low and my top let
Can see me ridin' twenty-fours with a chopper in the
Ya ya Kenwood hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya pitch black

I got Pimp Squad Click; I know you heard about us
Young niggaz filthy rich, and we ain't worried much
On glock I clutch
In God I trust, if a punk nigga start, bet his heart I
Got ya partners and the in ya car fucked up
What ya under estimation thought a star bust
I got the and the guts on this perp I blow
Move ten bricks daily, tryin' to five mo'
Ya see the Cadillac swervin' down Road
On the bird in Cali, fuckin' Hollywood hos
On a pill and with my partner Young Dro Dro
Bumpin' Goodie Mob Soul Food fo'
rappers', old dudes, told dudes I'm a pro
With a loaded fo' fo' and a brick of blow
(Hey), nigga, don't you hit me 'less you six or mo'
My twenty-four blades glistenin', and my 808

I like my beat low and my top let back
Can see me ridin' twenty-fours with a in the back
Ya like ya Kenwood hot and ya top let
If ya sit high and ya windows pitch black

I my beat down low and my top let back
Can see me ridin' twenty-fours a chopper in the back
Ya like ya hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high and ya windows black

I the crown down under, man, somebody better tell 'em
'For I spit a hundred and have everybody bailin'
I got some bitches in a Benz and my in the Chevy
And now we ridin' Giovanni's and Asani's on
If ya ever think ya tryin' to run up on me, just it
The clip in the chopper long as ya leg and leave ya
Pistol way in the truck, and my on tuck
Ya think he ain't gettin' stuck, you got fucked up
A couple in ya hip will have ya night fucked up
Will he live? Will he die? he might luck up
Meanwhile, I'm my Ferarri like a light for a buck
Against Lamborghini Gallardo every I get a car

I like my beat low and my top let back
Can see me ridin' with a chopper in the back
Ya like ya hot and ya top let back
If ya rims sit and ya windows pitch black

I like my beat low and my top let back
Can see me ridin' twenty-fours a chopper in the back
Ya like ya hot and ya top let back
If ya sit high and ya windows pitch black