[Chorus - Kendrick Lamar:] I keep them big ol 26’s on deck, stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet And the bitches they be on it Oh, man they be so on it Whoa whoa I got a fast car, Nascar Yes 2 seater, stick shift, Like some turbo jets And the bitches they be on it Oh man, they be so on it, oh
[Verse 1 - Jay Rock:] I pull up on them hoes, Roll my windows down Let my music out, 4 15's shake the ground Smoking on that medical Sipping on some medicine Top dawg letterman She wanna ride I let her in She sexy than a motherfucker Plus she brought her best friend I guess thats a 2 for 1 party at the West end 5 star suites, bottles everywhere Wanna fuck a star on the moon, I could take you there, bitch I got a swagger of Mick Jagger, If you want her, you can have her I done had her, we done had her They be shootin at my ladder Cause I’m standing on a pedestal She gon give me good head Just kuz I’m ahead of you Jay Rock flyer than Hancock no shit I’m a king, fuck a prince I don’t know no Will Smith I don’t owe you niggaz shit I’m a self-made nigga Ain’t that’s why your bitch let me fuk on her for days nigga!
[Chorus - Kendrick Lamar:] I keep them big ol 26’s on deck, stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet And the bitches they be on it Oh, man they be so on it Whoa whoa I got a fast car, Nascar Yes 2 seater, stick shift, Like some turbo jets And the bitches they be on it Oh man, they be so on it, oh
[Verse 2 - Jay Rock:] Catch me in that fast lane, burners like I’m Max Payne married to that money bitch, women want my last name they be on my bumper mayne, screamin out OMG! O I B PIMP 2 P-A-C thats M.O.B, him or me? you choose I ain’t gotta do too much, I just lay back smoke my weed and turn my bottle up candy paint, leather guts, slide thru like an avalanche We don’t ride no Avalanche, so high I might never land trips to never-never land, smokin on Afghanistan a.k.a that kush nigga, I’m on Heaven’s roof nigga Big dawg I go WOOF nigga, don’t make me let my goonz loose Choppaz make you shit ya pants, thought you drunk some prune juice swear that I’m immune to, stuntin hard, gettin paypa, ownin land, buyin acres thats the reason why they hate us, I don’t give a fuk middle finger out the windooo, Beamer Benz or Bentley Ferrari sorry we Enzoooo
[Chorus - Kendrick Lamar:] I keep them big ol 26’s on deck, stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet And the bitches they be on it Oh, man they be so on it Whoa whoa I got a fast car, Nascar Yes 2 seater, stick shift, Like some turbo jets And the bitches they be on it Oh man, they be so on it, oh
[Verse 3:] 187 I’m killin em when I’m whippin it, touch a corner its a murder whipe my fingerprints I thot I tol yall, used to have them packs in a black To-Yota, Macs by my scro-tum Now its matchbox hot wheels when I roll up always online stay connected like a modem he tryna snap a pickcha, she bout to snap her neck a real Blood pull up in a cherry cherry X 400 Horses, hollywood park it chevy kinda awkward interior green and coffee I shake them haterz off me, as if I had fleas Im’a Top Dawg, rare breed, shoutout to Rare Breed they keep them hogs runnin, and my garage is like the show I keep them cars comin you hear my name hummin in the streets, buzz big Got ya bitch eye's rollin like my rims is!
[Chorus - Kendrick Lamar:] I keep them big ol 26’s on deck, stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet And the bitches they be on it Oh, man they be so on it Whoa whoa I got a fast car, Nascar Yes 2 seater, stick shift, Like some turbo jets And the bitches they be on it Oh man, they be so on it, ohTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
