How We Rockin

[Verse 1]

When i'm fish-tailin out of Magic City

In a car that cost a half a millie

Turn the corner too quick

Then spilled drink on my Dickie

Bad bitch, on my right side, she filthy

Damn you got some pretty titties

And I love when she call Guwop big poppa

Cause we fucking all night like Kim and Peggy

Double cup of that candy

Got a quarter pound of that cookie

Poured a quarter pint on her pussy

And now her pussy sticky

We just came back from Italy

And the feds said they want to come get me

But I'm feelin just like big Meechy

Cause i'm still gone plead not guilty

See my girl shoes keep two c's on it

Her dollar card got two b's on it

Plus all my cars got F's on em

But my lil boy's car got e's on it

Your cd ain't got nothing on it

Bought your cd, just to roll weed on it

My girl told me they ain't got nothing on me

Fuck her 20 minutes now she nuttin on me

[Hook]

That young nigga done stacked his cheese and bought a Benz

That's how we rockin (x3)

He draped up in Versace, shawty got some ends

That's how we rockin (x3)

He keep a chopper with him shotter will kill again

That's how we rockin (x3)

Bitch you so bad I don't care what I'ma spend

That's how we rockin (x3)

That's how we rockin, these hoes be jockin

That's how we rockin, bottles keep on poppin

That's how we rockin, I take you shoppin

That's how we rockin, had a trap house on the dead end

I know you scared then, I bust yo head in

They said that Gucci man was broke, I told em nigga when

Cause I was trapping on my house and I was only ten

You say you beefin come see me I got that damn Mac-10

And I would killer, killer, killer, killer, kill again

I told the feds that they lookin at a killer man

My momma called me told me Gu-op you's a wanted man

I told her Gu-op ain't here, pop I got a fuckin plan

(Hook)