[celly cel]
What's up for today, i'm tryin' to kick it, know the homie wit it
Soup up my dog, we hittin' corners, gettin' seven digits
Cuz they come out when the sun out, it's on again
I make 'em grin when they see the chrome rim spin
Twenty inch, don't know i'm stingy like the grinch
I penny-pinch, let them play once and sit the bench
It's a cinch, to pull 'em out of the season
If she choose me, don't let that broad be the reason
Smash off and leave a cloud, music bump loud
Ride through the park and let them fifteens move the crowd
Pop out and bail through somebody barbeque
Make a play, drink a brew, see what i can run through
And half naked in the summer, i'm collecting numbers
I tell 'em keep it on the under, waiting for the sun up
Go down so i can clown, late-night creeping
That's how we kick it, every day is tha weekend
[otis
