Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms
Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops
I'm boss like van damme with the trucks
Good kids make bad grown ups
I'm no fucking van goe,
She so sweet, shortie feed my ego
But i got two platinum artists, at the same damn time
Follow the irony, dick van dyke,to get use to lifeline,
Now im stuck in van, but that's okay
If you out there let me hear you say
I fucked yo mom in the the back of her van
Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang
Pushing in my mama van
She said she's never had a man
My coupe is bullet proof and i gotta luggage van,
Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man
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