[Intro]
Honorable C.N.O.T.E
Album Time
Entrepreneur
Big Gucci
[Verse 1]
Yo boyfriend's a peon
He pull up in a neon
Got a F on my rim for free funds
I'm ridin' down East Ponce De Leon
Your album was trashcan, I roll weed on your album
I'm the first nigga in Atlanta put sixes on a phantom
Swish, big shot, try to turn your nose up, you done missed out
Guap, Big Guwop, bringin' trap rap back, fuck hip hop (now now)
Don't fuck with yall niggas, y'all niggas ball small, I ball too large (word)
Six car garage cause all my cars got feets on em
And beat in it and paint on em
It's so clean a ho might eat on it
I off a nigga from my office
Track ya ass like a track list
Grab ya ass like a chiropractor
Push yo neck and yo back and yo pelvis
I loan ya money with interest cause you ain't in my best interest
I left your clique with injuries, better pray that it wasn't no memories
I'm number one shoota come rent me, I'll get a nigga whacked for a small fee (Whack em)
Smoke a nigga ass like a half a p then pour me a big cup of coffee
And I'm feelin' like Master P '93, I tell a young bitch, "Bitch, get off me"
[Hook]
Swole Pocket Shawty
I wanna be your friend shawty
Tell that girl to come here darling
Go somewhere and have her own party
Now, now, you listen, I'm talking
Whatchu gonna do with your friends, shawty?
Got one seat, and more ten, shawty?
You gonna choose me or choose them, shawty?
Swole Pocket Shawty
I wanna be your friend shawty
Tell that girl to come here darling
Go somewhere and have her own party
Now, now, you listen, I'm talking
Whatchu gonna do with your friends, shawty?
Got one seat, and more ten, shawty?
You gonna choose me or choose them, shawty?
[Verse 2]
I got that Kobe Bryant, Smith & Wesson
Shoot first, I'm not askin' questions
You'd think this an old Western
Cause I got my secret weapon (pow)
Lose your life a split second
Top dropped off, butt booty naked
Molly got me energetic
Sport fuckin' for fifty minute
My, my, my like New Edition
Boyz II Men like Michael Bivins
A Sprinter Benz watchin' the Simpsons
On Creel Road I got cruel intentions
Hit El Manor, took two capsules
In a fast Chevelle with air condition
And my Can Am faster then your Grand Am
I don't give a goddamn, shorts so tight, how you get in 'em?
I'm the phantom of the opera, never met Oprah
Still, I ain't find Hoffa and it don't look hopeful
Spiked out loafers, mixin' up sodas
Sprite so dark that it look like cola
Tryna see how many y'all fit in my Rover
Picked her up in a car she ain't never seen roll up
My necklace is crazy, my watch is bipolar
I turn down my music to listen my motor
[Hook]
Swole Pocket Shawty
I wanna be your friend shawty
Tell that girl to come here darling
Go somewhere and have her own party
Now, now, you listen, I'm talking
Whatchu gonna do with your friends, shawty?
Got one seat, and more ten, shawty?
You gonna choose me or choose them, shawty?
Swole Pocket Shawty
I wanna be your friend shawty
Tell that girl to come here darling
Go somewhere and have her own party
Now, now, you listen, I'm talking
Whatchu gonna do with your friends, shawty?
Got one seat, and more ten, shawty?
You gonna choose me or choose them, shawty?
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