Let the mothaf*ckin' day begin
I prayed and blew it down and then I prayed again
I prayed and blew it down and then I prayed again
My shower had me feelin' like 3 Stacks and 'em
If ya got it, ya got it
Ain't no need to flaunt it
You, you, you so horny (on my phone)
Don't ask no nigga for no paper
But I ain't f*ckin' on ya 'less ya got ya papers
He said '"Baby, you a ridah?"
I said "Yeah, I'm 'bouta pull up right beside ya (oh)
He said "Baby, can ya throw it back?"
I said "Yeah, I got that Isley on a 8-track"
He said '"Baby, you a ridah?"
I said "Yeah, I'm 'bouta pull up right beside ya (oh)
He said "Baby, can ya throw it back?"
I said "Yeah, I got that Isley on a 8-track"
Yeah, on a 8-track
And I spin it real good, spin it real good
Flip it, mix it, turn it up, make 'em say
(Do-do-do-do-do-do-do)
Do you recognize this tune?
Prolly not, 'cause you have been brainwashed by the opps
He said '"Baby, you a ridah?"
I said "Yeah, I'm 'bouta pull up right beside ya (oh)
He said "Baby, can ya throw it back?"
I said "Yeah, I got that Isley on a 8-track"
He said '"Baby, you a ridah?"
I said "Yeah, I'm 'bouta pull up right beside ya (oh)
He said "Baby, can ya throw it back?"
I said "Yeah, I got that Isley on a 8-track"
Ain't got no purp' in my cup
Purp' in my blunt, only
Guns and butter, guns and butter, baby
Chakras aligned and my paradigm shiftin'
What you niggas know 'bout a ghetto gypsy on a mission?
Ambitions
He said '"Baby, you a ridah?"
I said "Yeah, I'm 'bouta pull up right beside ya (oh)
He said "Baby, can ya throw it back?"
I said "Yeah, I got that Isley on a 8-track"
He said '"Baby, you a ridah?"
I said "Yeah, I'm 'bouta pull up right beside ya (oh)
He said "Baby, can ya throw it back?"
I said "Yeah, I got that Isley on a 8-track"
(Isley on a 8- track, on a 8-track)