Got the baddest hoes Got the finest weed Everywhere I goes They know who I be Now take a picture Now let me be Let me do me, let me be a fiend I'm shootin' up, everyday I'm tryna ball With my little China doll, got my back like spinal cord That pistol on me, yeah that .45 Nigga feelin' do or die, fuck tryna be unified She over there Wanna be over here So I pull her hair, fuck her from the rear until she there How are you? Shit, I go by Q Heyyy hoooo, now what it do? Got a king size and it's built for 2 I been meaning, to be leaning up in that pussy like promethazine and she took the semen my willy beamin' On any given Sunday that pussy a runway she did it the fun way Smash it like, Ticante She did me hombre no need for nombre We screamin' olé and olé we scored no goalie, she's just a groupie And group-a, gave top like toupée, bum rushed that coochie Her pussy lukewarm like long lay, her head be Bombay Like gin and OJ, took a shot, and I won like gameday Yes I'm the sensei, comprende? Got a ticket, one way Oh you don't really see it that I'm gone? Pass the baton, black Real rap, spit to the break of the dawn, nigga we all that We all that, see that's the shit that we be on Nigga this Black Hippy, nothing else Beat so bake I'm 'bout to melt All my shit be prison felt, TDE we got the belt Hold it down if nothing else Swear to god, on my life Where it's at? Shit on sight Down to ride, fuck a bike If I'm locked then fly a kite Keep a strap on like a dyke TDE we got the belt Hold it down if nothing else Quincy where the weed at? You know I really need that You know we go back, memba when I had you smokin' Blacks? In the back when Top was gone now Top is back That mean we in Juice garage You know you my brethren, we superstars Still mobbin' the 7/11, fuck a car Top Dawg, ya little fists ain't up to par Got the baddest hoes, burn the finest kush That means I'm a botanist slash gynecologist Please hold your apologies for sleepin' it was prophecy I just need some time to have these demons climb up out of me You know the ones that got me sippin' these mickeys till I'm numb Having your Mrs' tongue missing from her mouth, in around my nuts Ring around the rosie, pocket full of dust bunnies This hip hop ain't done none for me Knew I was to be a star when I had a cubby, watching Ferngully Now everything I puff fluffy and I'm so comfy Watch the company I keep place they come for me All these bitches in your dreams drinking cum from me This blue dream steaming the lungs of me Oh buddy Soul!