Never Over

[Verse 1: Ampachino] Yo the club packed what it do what it do You could go in the parking lot pimp do what ya do Sippin' on bottles of blue and bottles of gold Blowin' purp in the V.I. wid some modelling hoes Yo when the drinks come make sure the bottles is cold Follow my lead mammy talkin' bout swallowin' me I got my gun in the club but I'm ready to fight And my watch and my chain look just like a strobe light So Fed said he got four hoes that's gon' dyke I got four to match it's gon' be a long night We ballin' cuzzin' it look like I pitch for the White Sox Put my chain in her Remy she wanted it on the rocks She, wanted to dance she felt the gun in my pants I'm holdin' her hands hold on ma' I ain't yo man By the way where ya friends, this shit about to end Fed pulled up in a Benz wid a set of twins what it do [HOOK: Sample looping] [Verse 2: Fed-X] It's the god I'm so high let's fly away on a G-4 It's fifty states I'm place to placee they want more And praise the Lord they wanna bow to the king I'm your honor the new dude mister Forbes magazine and still Debiassi when I answer my cell phone corporate Big business skyscraper stackin' large paper Gotta get 'em we gotta get 'em we get them what The ninety-one H-K'll make yo hood duck I floss wid dimes you move wid a hood slut My whips custom you waitin' on ya good luck Yeh, it's real HOOK [Verse 3: Fed-X] Come on, you know I'm just that dude And I'm just so cool plus my mouth so rude It's the don they say I'm godzilla and king kong Gorilla wid a fifty cal in Cali they love me Sewers or the streets you know the hoods they dug me I put it in the air and now ya girl wanna trust me She rub me they wanna kiss on the god body Ya whores wanna rape this, prince in a spaceship So taste this white stuff on ya facelift The groupies wanna take over huggin' on a god's poster I push off in a concept these bitches wet The world is mine my watch is full of begets The chain hang to my designers ya honors my name Like half a mil I'm in the bizness not in the game HOOK