they got us fuckin up a storm kush up till the morn breezin from the telly puffin marijuan white t my pelly thuggin like la fonz made it rain on them bitches a bucket full of ones we got them gold diggers cold bitches that wanna party off patron liquor car hoppers the hard stoppers catch em at the party call em bar hoppers we live up in the sky you call em star watchers they chase dope boys trap stars with fast cars and executives rap stars with black cars so we could swipe it charge it to the game trips to m i a murcielago in the lane she s got a thing for slippin clique goin clubbin at nights ain t nothin like the love of my life she likes the finer things fuck with niggas whose money is right ain t nothin like the love of my life she love the dick suck it till it cum she say i m the best fuck of her life she give a nigga the energy he need whenever he feels nothin is right now we in m i party till the noon hammers in the ride ferraris go zoom all types of incidentals charges on my room from last night buggin we mobbin with the goons we hit the town hard fuckin with the ladies bottles of viva clique puffin on the hazy it s all deja vu seen it all before got her in my drop heater on the floor so i sped off from the spot gettin heady rock got her in the telly she wouldn t let a nigga pop and when i woke all i seen was a note nigga follow the trail meet me in a t l  now we pull up in the a shoppin in lenox mall gotta get fly squad ready to ball we thinkin 112 or maybe even visions drinks at the bar like baby what you sippin then she told me magic city fat asses they pretty they got me blowin thousands throwin stacks by the fifty got some bitches out of strokers gotta get focus i m tryin to play my cards like a game of strip poker flight up in the mornin gotta get up on her when i leave you can tell ya friends about my performance and all the time m o b on my mind the weekend was nice baby but i m back to n y 