Thank God

[Verse 1] I'm pouring deuces in a cup Just got my CCW Im rolling up a blunt Let me see what this bud will do Im copping all this Neiman man The shit you never seen it Trying to copy off my team Take a picture if you need it Thats right I bang bang bang Skeet skeet skeet My dick too tall I dive too deep Submarine Fuck you mean Never running out of steam We only do designer drugs These hoes show me all kind of love All kind of hugs We'd be selling dope if we could find a plug Better believe it And my bitch look like Aaliyah Say goodbye to broke hello rich Damn its good to see ya We the clique We the leaders And I make her come quicker as delivery from Little Caesars Better shake it when you see us, bitch I can't believe that I tried to leave When you came and you grabbed my hand More fish in the sea More sand on the beach Same place where you got that tan I got that Remy Got them xans Got them bars Like I gotta a liquor license Gotta be smart when you pick your vices [Hook: Tennille] When you kick it with livest guys Says she sweeter than a haagen-dazs So if you going you can take a ride When you shake it baby take you time [Verse 2] She be looking for that almighty dollar That Gucci Gucci, Louis Louis, Fendi Fendi, Prada And she got a lotta Ass like cash in the atm Crazy slim wasted but hella fat in all the right places She used to rocking sneakers but now she on them heels I say she graduated her diploma laminated She say she believe in God she just dont go to church She just believe in hearts Because thats all youre worth She never had a three way but shed be down to try it She gotta a friend thats named Mariah that she says that shes been eyein And big ups to my nigga Brian he supplyin all the downers We be buyin over the counter Pharmacist be lying Believe him if you wanna Corey got popped in Arizona With a trunk of the smoke Lets roll a blunt And just hope He'll be free by the time the album hit the racks I need my nigga back Open the door and hit the latch