For lovin' me girl   Just wanna thank you   Look at what you can do, man   I like this shit right here, man   Come on, girl, come on, yeah   Let's do it like this   Santana's so focused on you   Come holla at a boy that's focused on you      Shorty, I ain't tryin' to give you the run around   I'm just tryin' to come get you a run around   Skip through a couple of towns   Maybe skip through a couple of rounds      If your man act dumb I'ma shut him down   I'm sort of a long distance brother   Long checks, long chips, long dick and rubbers   Come roll with a pimp or gangsta   Hustler by nature, trust that I'll take ya      And you know what   I'll show you the rules and parameters   Show you how to move with the ooze how to handle it   Show you how to cut loose soon as we scramble it   On the block soon as the moon it be scramblin'      And you can be my down ass   Yeah baby, that's for sure, I'm a show you how to package raw   How to snap it on, how to take trips with the package on   How to go and come back with the package gone   Just stacks of cash beyond      And ya'll nigaz betta cuff ya girls   'Cause Santana and Jones runnin' up the girls   No game just fuck you girls   Pollute the mind and corrupt the world      Yeah, give her pounds, give her pies, giver her cakes   Hit a town, hit a city, hit a state   Every club, every party, we fly   Baggin' bitches, every party and high      Yeah, please believe Jimmy Jizzie's the truth   Every where I go to brezies I'm true   Man they tell me that I over does it   You need to slow up, you over thugging      But the hoes slugging in the open public   I smoke like fuck it, I just roll up puffing   Now they roll up fucking   Take two totes and love it      Yeah yeah, plus my bitches swear, I'm like Richard Gere   Put them in my Coupe moving fast switching gears   Tell 'em to listen here, get it crystal clear   Stay crispy to the fit in every kick I wear      Yeah, she was feeling my gangstas   Summer time in one's jeans and my tank top   I'm on the scene with the dice like banks stock   Get money man, yeah uh      Baby girl, I'm a player with pass ball   Moving fast, hundred grand on the black fall   Please love, get your feet up off my dad's velour   This is cash door, we gonna crash course      And y'all nigaz betta cuff ya girls   'Cause Santana and Jones runnin' up the girls, yeah   No game just fuck you girls   Pollute the mind and corrupt the world      Yeah, give her pounds, give her pies, giver her cakes   Hit a town, hit a city, hit a state   Every club, every party, we fly   Baggin' bitches every party and high, yeah