Back door back room young nigga still switchin    Young nigga still pitchin, naked bitches in tha kitchen   Wishin that i'd kiss em but i just missed em   Get my money then i dismiss em   Little Marley still said trippin   He gotta bigger pistol now    He say he aint missin   You cant miss him    He's tha skinny fellow with tha dreads   High yellow red   thats always my blood   So we forever bled   You aint gotta go upstairs   You know whats up there   Bitches and cookware   Hell yea fuck yea   You know you smell that cocaine tough air   Its been a long time comin   But I come up fair I aint conplainin I'm Hydroplainin   Let Capo smash tha plantiff    Now I'm over tha sink   Tryna think and find tha kinks   To strengthen Italian links   There is no Brinks   No alarm   just guns weed triggers and bitches    The thicker the bitches   Tha bigger tha brick is   Yea   Niggas on some bitch shit but(CHANGE GON COME)   And when it do you betta get wit it   Tha Carter 2 triple exquisite   So bring ya friends on ya next visit   Lets get it   The living room still gotta bunch of youngins in it   waiting on tha blunt to hit it   And trill comin wit it   And blake probably in the basement on his calisthenics   And Tez probably in the office bein a mathematician   Thats caddy corner to my bedroom   Lady in it   Who only wants Weezy Baby in it   Yea maybe when I finish makin dis butter I'll touch ya   But I cant love ya I aint Usher I'm far Southern   Aw brother   You could call the authorities   Got ya wonderin how money got the law ignorin me   ha!   Like I aint bringin four a week   And I need more streets   The house need sheet rock   You could hear it all tha way down the block   When you sleep not   We at work Pops   No stopwatch   Aint no clocks up   When you leave all you gotta do is   Put tha pots up   We eatin cheese and bread we stocked up   So you could put ya eggs and tots up   Its not us   When I wake up I pop up   Anotha day anotha dollar   Bitch holla   this time I've exercised my power   So now I'm singin in tha shower   A lil deodorant   Lil Howard Johnson   Forty bags of powder   Get tha keys off the counter   I walk out tha door   And smell a flower   Now I'm about to go   Get into this album   WELCOME