Goldie (Remix)

(Chorus) I said it must be cause a loco got game Extra ordinary class as he hustles for his fame Dames in my way, they be looking at my face And quickly recognize me and wanna get laid Bitches suck dick 'til they get lock jaw Middlefinger in the air screaming fuck the law Party like a flaite or a rockstar Everybody play the tough guy 'til shit pop off (1) Let's take it to the hood yo, were we live it good bro Grinding down the good dro', do it like we should loc' Too misunderstood though, rhyming with a new flow Putting on a good show straight through, wow Taking off her clothes, most def it's getting hot so Go down low while you whine it up slow ho Looking a mofo', bitches like to blow yo Pussy, money, weed and you know it's all true bro Milly, Milly Dré, better recognize that Recognize that shit AS-FUCKING-SAP I'm from the burg, Gothen not Pitts It's just me, myself and I and motherfuckers that I came with I laid with the same chick that you think is flawless I gave her a tease and I left that bitch braless Lawless, they mad cause I'm smooth puffin' zig-zags Tell 'em quit the riff raff, bitching with your bitch ass (Chorus) I said it must be cause a loco got game Extra ordinary class as he hustles for his fame Dames in my way, they be looking at my face And quickly recognize me and wanna get laid Bitches suck dick 'til they get lock jaw Middlefinger in the air screaming fuck the law Party like a flaite or a rockstar Everybody play the tough guy 'til shit pop off (2) Hello world, remember me? It's your boy Lil E and I'm back as Milly D Repping L.O.U.D, still live in Biskop G And I'm still kicking music with my brother V for V Live from reality, yeah you best believe I kick it in swedish, english and español, sí Like double V's, I'm a representer 17 years old and I'm only getting better Shit, I'm still so regret less and fresher than ever Baby I still make it rain like Sweden's weather I wan't the meal, let's skip the audurbs Lay you on your back and I will make your kitty purr This ain't no Bloodz or Cripz so we don't throw no gangs signs But we do twist our fingers in the middle for the west side East side mad cause I'm smooth puffin zig-zags Tell 'em quit the riff raff before you hear the click-clack (Chorus) I said it must be cause a loco got game Extra ordinary class as he hustles for his fame Dames in my way, they be looking at my face And quickly recognize me and wanna get laid Bitches suck dick 'til they get lock jaw Middlefinger in the air screaming fuck the law Party like a flaite or a rockstar Everybody play the tough guy 'til shit pop off (3) Bitch I stomp the yard, Bishop that is Too many fake motherfuckers that thinking they are the shit Thinking they acting real g hanging with their squad And brag about all the ways they fucked this or that broad Keeyang rap with class? Bitch you a fraud Ain't nobody in the game that got class like moi E.D? your style makes me yawn Motherfucker makes a love song but beats his own mom Oh no, did I offend you? What you finna' do? One on one or in beef song, I'll break your ass in two Seth Dee motherfucker, let's kick it right now Round 1, POW POW, you got knocked the fuck out 3 punks define the definition of what a bitch is I'm right here puto, go ahead and diss me Now they mad cause I'm smooth dissin piss rats Tell 'em quit the chit-chat, bitching with your bitch ass (Chorus) I said it must be cause a loco got game Extra ordinary class as he hustles for his fame Dames in my way, they be looking at my face And quickly recognize me and wanna get laid Bitches suck dick 'til they get lock jaw Middlefinger in the air screaming fuck the law Party like a flaite or a rockstar Everybody play the tough guy 'til shit pop off