Nostalgia E

Dar-Dar-Dar-Darren has made the beat. I never seen a hoe that can make G Throw up until I moved to Tulsa's part of Shake John's St. When I first bought the plug, The only thing stuck in my mind. I know I'm fucked up, but shit, I gotta Get on mine. So now I gotta fuck a Lot of hoes that hold the thang. Make sure YSDs and hoes thumbs up mine. Most my niggas, they bustin' clean, Chippy the quarter from the skunk. Broke rappers on the shelf while I be slangin' Out the trunk. So now livin', I'm makin' a Killin' for the good Lord. And then some good people behind me ballin' for Support. 1996, bitch, stackin' the grip on the Shelf. Amperan the hooker stall, Sein the fuck you Help. Nigga headed down to Richdale club on whoopty. Amperan the pussy, I met a bunch of pussies When I'm pimpin' this bitch. I'm keepin' my tongue for you playa haters. Me bitch took the flow, make your shit get Quieter, Playa. Young life, makin' that paper from coast to coast, I so many times. No mother could be a Man, bitch, I think that that's wrong. Married, but now, bitch, my baby is the queen Of the Shake John's. And I am the king of the football. You fuck one, we freak one, and slap one. Now fuck one, make sure that it's the king. Now don't take that dick too long, long, Toast that drink. Now the bitch in the club Got on on, and that bitch rockin' drawers. Tip her with the tricks and nothin' but two More dance. Now we go home, baby, Drop the ass in that club. I count that G of money from my baby Queen of clubs. All my life I been lookin' for one of The finest and greatest of hoes. And the women to chase the trap, and I Hope it's a bitch with two titties. I mean it, bitch, fuckin' with titties and realer Than mommy. They bust on the bitches and come For a million. I preach the X. O. Of the bomb and they hit me with notes On top. I been bustin' with these brothers, They hoes, Bitch