Gang Bang

[Intro] Its the pursuit of happiness Free, peanut butter leather loafers fool What you know about it [Verse 1] Peanut butter leather loafers Ginger ale on coasters, never play your hand Life is Texas hold 'em poker, life is sex and hoes and posing to these other niggas We be lighting, vegetables on fire blowing smoke on to these other niggas campaigns Got to keep it real to maintain Food for your soul talking rice and peas and plantains Food for the hoes, they gone buy weed and champagne That ain't worth a damn thing [Chorus] Had to reassess who I impress to be the best How am I supposed to be up next if we just all gone say the same thing Walking in the same lane Locked up in the same box, that sound like a chain gang We can't all pick the same locks, that sound like a gang bang This ain't no fuckin' gang bang (x4) This ain't no fuckin' gang... Peanut butter leather loafers Ginger-Ale on coasters, never play your hand Life is Texas hold em' poker Life is sex and hoes and posing to these other niggas [Verse 2] We be like them Eskimos on fire, so much fuckin' colder than them other niggas campaigns You know I'm riding for the fam-lay You know I'm riding if a nigga left with her You know I'm pulling on the hand brake You know I'm higher either rolling up and then you know I'm in the cut like Band-Aid New world band days, got the whole world thinking pancakes but its not that sweet Don't you ever let 'em drive back seat, when these boys band like the Backstreet Nigga its gone be a fuckin' track meet, how we run ya'll round this damn thing All these niggas want some damn fame [Chorus] [Outro] We be lighting, vegetables on fire blowing smoke on to these other niggas campaigns Got to keep it real to maintain This ain't no fuckin' gang bang This ain't no fuckin' game, fool