its that west coast good shit rollin on that good shit smokin while i drive she got her hand on my wood bitch rollin smoke poppin addis 23s on the caddi when we get done roll another fatty she my lil dime im her big daddy livin like we want stayin happy wearin big rangs like we won the natty she been smellin that white makes her ass chatty i like her curves im cruisin down her ally. we keep partying to the break of dawn certified hustlers and we got it goin on. party anywhere from the club to the back lawn spending money up til its gone. tight pants wearin a thong with her crack showin spiitin that fire straight flamethrowin seen so much shit in my day its mind-blowing. fuck chasing dollar bills im living life for the thrills keep spittin fire they keep payin my bills base hittin so hard it gave me chills if you wana play with me go get a happy meal. aint signing shit i am the record deal. some of yall fake i just keep it real. yall faker than a decoy this beat im bout to destroy say i aint ballin slow down homeboy gotta whole army of raps and they bout to deploy. its that west coast good shit smoking on that good shit im keeping in real yall faker than that counterfeit im making more money than i like to admit aiming for the target that im bout to hit.