Lyrics:

I Pull up in the middle of the hot block make the drop top play hop scotch on them hoes Lil wayne right from Kim corners cove choppers wake a niggas ass up like a morning show put me in the game and I see 'em callin audibles hearts beatin' fast better work on yo cardio How you want it video, audio, cardio, body get mailed to ya gal eew, pussy ass niggas die slow don't yell, if I put it on the streets I bet its gon sell, what's under that flo well it sure isn't nails just like I make money cracker Ima make bail, I'm a libra and my sign is a scale, and if it don't measure up than a nigga gettin' killed the smaller the car the bigger them rims, and a nigga so hot that I give a bitch chills and if she like coke than I give a bitch hills no stilletos and pumps 21 bumps 21 jump street if anyone jumps and once you hit the ground that's when everyone stomps perry ways you weigh everyone's drunk, so its 21 jump street if anyone jumps the milli goes pow and the semi goes clap an itty bitty bullett will make a skinny nigga fat, hard body baby knockin' everbody back and its money over bitches not a penny hoe scat and a beat like that till the line goes flat but in the mean time I'm in the bent no hat that's no top if you didn't know that on them chrome sean johns wit the gut soles black... in fact y'all can leave that be bitch I'M BALLIN LIKE I GOT SCOUTS CHECKIN' FOR ME yeah I'm on third base comin' home wit tha paper I got a hunderd pounds comin' home from Jamaica I can't think why my pipes so pink and I might be floatin but I will not sink WHEEZY