Since the birth of my son, the street life losing appeal
All my jeans have three pant legs for dealin with this ordeal
Wears his jeans below his knees
I'm screamin' out fuck the police
Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl
See ya ass in ya jeans makes me wonder girl
To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats
But then again got her period blood all up on my jeans
My choppa strap too long
Ha, and the bitches all gone
That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets
Before i'm nineteen, i'll be put on just like these tight jeans
When wearing super skinny jeans.
Get grand slam fans out of they seats
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