Lay To The Low

Look at all these haters, They wearing gators, Big ass motivators, Damn old haters, dem all haters. I got hoes from Mexico, And I drink only PepsiCo, West Coast to the Bone, Call me never made it LeBron. Straight from Lebanon, And I got hoes, so many hoes, Claiming they are so pro, so fucking pro, Lay to the low, low lay and lay low. My rhyme skills paid my bills, House on the Hills, blue pills, And dozens of different automobiles, Let's give a chills, them purple hills. No way ho, how the story go, Lay to the low, like a new born, Money to earn and money to go, Creeping on the low, above the law. Ho, Ho, Ho like Santa Claus, I got hoes, so many young hoes, They wanna scretch my balls, And I don't give a damn lolz. Polls, rolls and rollce royce, Like DPG Boys, making lot of noyz, Cause I got the sauce and the a sausage, Playing on the most and the mortgage. Last 4 lines going like these ways, I got so many young hoes these days, I fuck them hard, I fuck them hard, Playing in the backyard, Pimpin on the Boulevard.