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(Yohannes)
Call me young Swag Daddy bitch
Ridin’ in Young Noon Caddy bitch
Cut the music up we swaggin’ bitch
Niggas’ still killin’ each other
And We ain’t flaggin’ bitch
New raw fitted denim
Yeah, barely saggin’ bitch
Mediocre pockets
And we Aiming for rich
Couple classy broads in the back ah’ the whip
& Mooch got the work
So You know we ca’ flip
The swag so spiritual
I’m speaking in tongues
The marijuana so loud
Infiltrating my lungs!
I think my time might be up
And I gots’ to run!
I got somewhere to be
I’m important hun’
Timbos laced oh so corny
Why these niggas’ they so boring?
Word to Slick Rick, I’m tellin’ ah’ story!
& Niggas’ know I got hard
& that’s Word to Robert Horry
My flow so gory
I’m Killing em’ Jason Vorheese
I’m lyrical w/ no worries
I Think the beat is now buried
I’m spitting all in ah’ hurry
The denim is oh so dirty
Chubby nigga’!
18’s the new thirty!!
Chorus (Yohannes):
I was chillin’ w/ my mans’
And he said he got a plan
Got the world figured out
It’s in the palm ah’ ya’ hand
Chubby Yellow nigga’
Rollin’ up them’ marijuana plants
All we tryna’ do is get higher than the system
Ahhhn!
Get higher than the system!!
Ahhhn! (X2)
Get higher than the system!
All we tryna’ do is get higher than the system!
(Zae Kinchen)
Couple bad bitches;
Who forgot what the came for’
Couple real niggas’;
Who forgot what they stand for!
All my niggas’ here;
And they standin’ at the front door’
And kickin’ niggas’ out;
Who don’t represent what we stand for’!
Young Kings;
Who stay faithful to the goal set
And fuckin’ all the bad bitches;
Standin’ in the right dress!
I ain’t say we perfect;
Workin’ to a common goal
Success up on my mind
And puttin’ pressure up on a coal!
*Chorus Repeats*
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