Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house
Ass, grass n liquour, with fat cash amounts
Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again
Sittin on a tree above your tombstone marked with your name
I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again
Too damn late. scratched with claws just cause i use the name.
The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride
Dozens of fat kids layin' around, mother with them by their side
Dude with a mullet bussin shorts wearing flip flops
Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars
How i cruise it with a fat jay
Oh, why do i live this way
I'm the dude with the car, a superstar
You know...you know who you are
Hell yeahwould you kill for me nigga?on my grandmother, nigga
Lying dead with my name carved in their arm with a swastika
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