My Homies Still Edited Version

Man, fuck y'all with a stick, stick. Semi-automatic, no click, click. We gon' feel you like a elephant. Gettin' money for the tick, tick. Little bitch with a thick bitch. And before I fuck this I gotta put that Patch over my third eye, Slick Rick. Truck fit T-shirt, talk second, Skeet first. Borrow your girl a jump off, I hope she land feet first. She give me brain, research, and I prefer reefer. But if you want some that's cool, 'cause my Homies still... Pump that bass. Yeah, my homies still... Pump that bass. My homies still... Pump that bass. Yeah, my homies still... Pump that bass. Don't make my goons go stupid, Go stupid, go stupid. Yeah, don't make my goons go stupid, Go stupid. Go dumb. Go stupid. Yeah. Boy. Okay. Pump that bass. My girls and cars both skrrt off. Skrrt. I like the so wet that I can Surf off. Whoa. In a hot spot 'cause a Never chillin'. Chillin'. Do it for my I just do it to These Boy, I over grind, over shine. Ain't another can overshine. I'm gettin' paid, it's Oprah time. I'm rollin' pine, I'm so divine. I'm west side, west side. Dark glasses on like I'm goin' blind. Lookin' like Eazy-E, it's just me and Lil Weezy, We get off my Yeah, my homies still... Pump that bass. What? My homies still... Boy, boy. Yeah, my homies still... Oh, God. Don't make my goons go stupid, Go stupid, go stupid. Boy, Don't make my goons go stupid, Go stupid. Go dumb. Go stupid. Whoa, whoa, hold Look, I'm Eastside, Them haters know they gon' rest my Pumpin' so Much bass, motherfu-fu-fuckers goin' deaf. Weezy F. R., Eastside, them haters know they gon' Rest my Pumpin' so much bass. Bass. Tootchie, tootchie, tootchie, I don't let them Got So much munch, you gon' need another nose, Man. I just play my hand, but I am Not the dealer. You see I got them tear Drops, I cry a river. Got that truck fit T-shirt, listenin' to Rebirth. I skate until my feet hurt. Hot boy, free Turp. Cook crack for dessert. Put your ass beneath Earth. And I don't sell drugs, but if you need Work, my homies still... Pump that bass. Yeah, my homies still... Pump bass. My homies still... Pump that bass. My homies still... Pump that bass. Whoa. Pump that bass. Okay. Pump that Boy this here's what I do Do. Do do. Got your sister dancin' at the Club in a tutu. No. Got me in control, no strings attached, That's that voodoo. Go. She said can't nobody do It better. I tell her true true, yeah true True. My, my, my bro-bro say these Ain't I got the girl you came with and The girl she came with. She leakin' and drippin', whoa there, I might just Come slip in. And now your missus wanna go Missin'. And she addicted to what my did. Boy, I get it, I get it. Lil my homies still... Funny face. Yeah, my homies still... Pump that bass. Yeah, my homies still... What? Lil make my goons go stupid, Go stupid, go stupid. Boy, boy. Don't make goons go stupid, go stupid, Go stupid. Yeah. Go dumb. Look, I'm Eastside, Them haters know they gon' rest my Pumpin' so Much bass, motherfuckers goin' deaf. Weezy F. R., Eastside, man, for sure I'm from The Westside. Just pumpin' so much bass. Pump bass. Pump that bass. What? Pump that bass. Uh. Pump that bass. Yeah, Mula. Pump that bass. Truck your girl. Pump that bass. Pump that bass. Pump