Flowers (feat. Raekwon, Method Man & Superb)

See me in the club, got a gun on my leg

Select paper and invade

all the illest niggas tally up paid, yo

Live Crew meeting, laying in the lab with robes of fly Mo

We hold all niggas eating

Racquetball gangsters, unleash the law straight up

Colorful drawers, bad whores on the weekend

Eat it raw style like Flounder

Fucking with mine or how we design my niggas might find ya

Laying in the Tropics, big dick shit on park

The way his Clarks look, niggas on topics

Moving out, coloured Durangos, picture me broke

I'm bound to wreck your body as they turn the party out

See me in the club, got a gun on my leg

Select paper and invade all the illest niggas tally up paid, yo

Live Crew meeting, laying in the lab with robes of fly Mo

We hold all niggas eating

Racquetball gangsters, unleash the law straight up

Colorful drawers, bad whores on the weekend

Eat it raw style like Flounder

Fucking with mine or how we design my niggas might find ya

Laying in the Tropics, big dick shit on park

The way his Clarks look, niggas on topics

Moving out, coloured Durangos, picture me broke

That's like picture rich niggas with the same coats

Or rich niggas with the same coke

You can catch us cruising, balling a ship, fully equipped

On a StarTAC, calling a bitch, I'm what you get

When that Absolut and Hennesey mix (Ultimate! Ultimate!)

Wu shit, my whole click (Ultimate! Ultimate!)

Rub-a-dub, ass in the club, showing me love

Saying Peace to the nigga that thug, I got the drugs

And the .38, snub-nose, striking a pose

Baby girl spilled her drink on my clothes, the new Girbauds

Hot Nikks

, nigga what's happening?

Ain't shit, holding my dick, smoking a clip, thanks for asking

Mashing, the latest fashion

Dance floor packed in, whites, blacks and latins

All in together, together for worse or better

Now I put it down whether it's Methy, Method, or Meth-Tical

Rock, skate, roll, bounce

I'm bound to wreck your body as they turn the party out

All magazines lay fly life we live

The lingo was to let y'all niggas know how niggas rep

I'm set lighting the Purple in a new Lex

Trifling work, let's murder everything that move on the set

I better pay Big Mama for using his lyrics (Repeat x4)

And my mouth stay dry cos I swallow the struggle

I might connect you to a VCR after they plug you

I'm not a gangster and I hate thugs too

I'm just a nigga that paint a picture without a paintbrush too

Without a paintbrush too

Bulletproof Wallets, 20 G kitchens sets made out of Korea

Top Sear, gots to be a lots to see a rocks

Knots we re'd up behind the stove asking how Maria popped Lea

Cursed out Nia, burst out her purse

With the gods you jeer from Star's Pizzeria

Peace hate to be ya, especially when them shots ring off

In slow motion when yo' head hit the meter

You lost two liters

, at the same case speeder

Peter slid through shook 'em down for his reefer

James chased Theresa with a hatchet on Easter

Two murders in the hood, we call it double features

Watch how I eat this, freak the best teacher

After prayer with the preacher, I get skied in the bleachers

And your girl, I might eat her

I'm a lover, not a biter

I still catch her for a pizza

You can be as good as the rest of 'em or as bad as the worst

So don't hate me, you better move over yeah!

Wallets motherfucker!

All my shit is bulletproof

Bulletproof projects, bulletproof wallets

RAGU, you heard, you bird-ass niggas

Y'all niggas ain't got a chance

See me in the club, got a gun on my leg

Select paper and invade all the illest niggas tally up paid, yo

Live Crew meeting, laying in the lab with robes of fly Mo

We hold all niggas eating

Racquetball gangsters, unleash the law straight up

Colorful drawers, bad whores on the weekend

Eat it raw style like Flounder

Fucking with mine or how we design my niggas might find ya

Laying in the Tropics, big dick shit on park

The way his Clarks look, niggas on topics

Moving out, coloured Durangos, picture me broke

That's like picture rich niggas with the same coats

Or rich niggas with the same coke

You can catch us cruising, balling a ship, fully equipped

On a StarTAC, calling a bitch, I'm what you get

When that Absolut and Hennesey mix (Ultimate! Ultimate!)

Wu shit, my whole click (Ultimate! Ultimate!)

Rub-a-dub, ass in the club, showing me love

Saying Peace to the nigga that thug, I got the drugs

And the .38, snub-nose, striking a pose

Baby girl spilled her drink on my clothes, the new Girbauds

Louis Rich, Hot Nikks, nigga what's happening?

Ain't shit, holding my dick, smoking a clip, thanks for asking

Mashing, the latest fashion

Dance floor packed in, whites, blacks and latins

All in together, together for worse or better

Now I put it down whether it's Methy, Method, or Meth-Tical

Rock, skate, roll, bounce

I'm bound to wreck your body as they turn the party out

All magazines lay fly life we live

The lingo was to let y'all niggas know how niggas rep

I'm set lighting the Purple in a new Lex

Trifling work, let's murder everything that move on the set

I better pay Big Mama for using his lyrics (Repeat x4)

You can be as good as the rest of 'em or as bad as the worst

So don't hate me, you better move over yeah!

Wallets motherfucker!

All my shit is bulletproof

Bulletproof projects, bulletproof wallets

RAGU, you heard, you bird-ass niggas

Y'all niggas ain't got a chance

See me in the club, got a gun on my leg

Select paper and invade all the illest niggas tally up paid, yo

Live Crew meeting, laying in the lab with robes of fly Mo

We hold all niggas eating

Racquetball gangsters, unleash the law straight up

Colorful drawers, bad whores on the weekend

Eat it raw style like Flounder

Fucking with mine or how we design my niggas might find ya

Laying in the Tropics, big dick shit on park

The way his Clarks look, niggas on topics

Moving out, coloured Durangos, picture me broke

That's like picture rich niggas with the same coats

Or rich niggas with the same coke

You can catch us cruising, balling a ship, fully equipped

On a StarTAC, calling a bitch, I'm what you get

When that Absolut and Hennesey mix (Ultimate! Ultimate!)

Wu shit, my whole click (Ultimate! Ultimate!)

Rub-a-dub, ass in the club, showing me love

Saying Peace to the nigga that thug, I got the drugs

And the .38, snub-nose, striking a pose

Baby girl spilled her drink on my clothes, the new Girbauds

Louis Rich, Hot Nikks, nigga what's happening?

Ain't shit, holding my dick, smoking a clip, thanks for asking

Mashing, the latest fashion

Dance floor packed in, whites, blacks and latins

All in together, together for worse or better

Now I put it down whether it's Methy, Method, or Meth-Tical

Rock, skate, roll, bounce

I'm bound to wreck your body as they turn the party out

All magazines lay fly life we live

The lingo was to let y'all niggas know how niggas rep

I'm set lighting the Purple in a new Lex

Trifling work, let's murder everything that move on the set

I better pay Big Mama for using his lyrics (Repeat x4)

And my mouth stay dry cos I swallow the struggle

I might connect you to a VCR after they plug you

I'm not a gangster and I hate thugs too

I'm just a nigga that paint a picture without a paintbrush too

Without a paintbrush too

Bulletproof Wallets, 20 G kitchens sets made out of Korea

Top Sear, gots to be a lots to see a rocks

Knots we re'd up behind the stove asking how Maria popped Lea

Cursed out Nia, burst out her purse

With the gods you jeer from Star's Pizzeria

Peace hate to be ya, especially when them shots ring off

In slow motion when yo' head hit the meter

You lost two liters, at the same case speeder

Peter slid through shook 'em down for his reefer

James chased Theresa with a hatchet on Easter

Two murders in the hood, we call it double features

Watch how I eat this, freak the best teacher

After prayer with the preacher, I get skied in the bleachers

And your girl, I might eat her

I'm a lover, not a biter

I still catch her for a pizza

You can be as good as the rest of 'em or as bad as the worst

So don't hate me, you better move over yeah!

Wallets motherfucker!

All my shit is bulletproof

Bulletproof projects, bulletproof wallets

RAGU, you heard, you bird-ass niggas

Y'all niggas ain't got a chance

See me in the club, got a gun on my leg

Select paper and invade all the illest niggas tally up paid, yo

Live Crew meeting, laying in the lab with robes of fly Mo

We hold all niggas eating

Racquetball gangsters, unleash the law straight up

Colorful drawers, bad whores on the weekend

Eat it raw style like Flounder

Fucking with mine or how we design my niggas might find ya

Laying in the Tropics, big dick shit on park

The way his Clarks look, niggas on topics

Moving out, coloured Durangos, picture me broke

That's like picture rich niggas with the same coats

Or rich niggas with the same coke

You can catch us cruising, balling a ship, fully equipped

On a StarTAC, calling a bitch, I'm what you get

When that Absolut and Hennesey mix (Ultimate! Ultimate!)

Wu shit, my whole click (Ultimate! Ultimate!)

Rub-a-dub, ass in the club, showing me love

Saying Peace to the nigga that thug, I got the drugs

And the .38, snub-nose, striking a pose

Baby girl spilled her drink on my clothes, the new Girbauds

Louis Rich, Hot Nikks, nigga what's happening?

Ain't shit, holding my dick, smoking a clip, thanks for asking

Mashing, the latest fashion

Dance floor packed in, whites, blacks and latins

All in together, together for worse or better

Now I put it down whether it's Methy, Method, or Meth-Tical

Rock, skate, roll, bounce

I'm bound to wreck your body as they turn the party out

All magazines lay fly life we live

The lingo was to let y'all niggas know how niggas rep

I'm set lighting the Purple in a new Lex

Trifling work, let's murder everything that move on the set

I better pay Big Mama for using his lyrics (Repeat x4)

And my mouth stay dry cos I swallow the struggle

I might connect you to a VCR after they plug you

I'm not a gangster and I hate thugs too

I'm just a nigga that paint a picture without a paintbrush too

Without a paintbrush too

See me in the club, got a gun on my leg

Select paper and invade all the illest niggas tally up paid, yo

Live Crew meeting, laying in the lab with robes of fly Mo

We hold all niggas eating

Racquetball gangsters, unleash the law straight up

Colorful drawers, bad whores on the weekend

Eat it raw style like Flounder

Fucking with mine or how we design my niggas might find ya

Laying in the Tropics, big dick shit on park

The way his Clarks look, niggas on topics

Moving out, coloured Durangos, picture me broke

That's like picture rich niggas with the same coats

Or rich niggas with the same coke

You can catch us cruising, balling a ship, fully equipped

On a StarTAC, calling a bitch, I'm what you get

When that Absolut and Hennesey mix (Ultimate! Ultimate!)

Wu shit, my whole click (Ultimate! Ultimate!)

Rub-a-dub, ass in the club, showing me love

Saying Peace to the nigga that thug, I got the drugs

And the .38, snub-nose, striking a pose

Baby girl spilled her drink on my clothes, the new Girbauds

Louis Rich, Hot Nikks, nigga what's happening?

Ain't shit, holding my dick, smoking a clip, thanks for asking

Mashing, the latest fashion

Dance floor packed in, whites, blacks and latins

All in together, together for worse or better

Now I put it down whether it's Methy, Method, or Meth-Tical

Rock, skate, roll, bounce

I'm bound to wreck your body as they turn the party out

All magazines lay fly life we live

The lingo was to let y'all niggas know how niggas rep

I'm set lighting the Purple in a new Lex

Trifling work, let's murder everything that move on the set

I better pay Big Mama for using his lyrics (Repeat x4)

And my mouth stay dry cos I swallow the struggle

I might connect you to a VCR after they plug you

I'm not a gangster and I hate thugs too

I'm just a nigga that paint a picture without a paintbrush too

Without a paintbrush too

Bulletproof Wallets, 20 G kitchens sets made out of Korea

Top Sear, gots to be a lots to see a rocks

Knots we re'd up behind the stove asking how Maria popped Lea

Cursed out Nia, burst out her purse

With the gods you jeer from Star's Pizzeria

Peace hate to be ya, especially when them shots ring off

In slow motion when yo' head hit the meter

You lost two liters, at the same case speeder

Peter slid through shook 'em down for his reefer

James chased Theresa with a hatchet on Easter

Two murders in the hood, we call it double features

Watch how I eat this, freak the best teacher

After prayer with the preacher, I get skied in the bleachers

And your girl, I might eat her

I'm a lover, not a biter

I still catch her for a pizza

You can be as good as the rest of 'em or as bad as the worst

So don't hate me, you better move over yeah!

Wallets motherfucker!

All my shit is bulletproof

Bulletproof projects, bulletproof wallets

RAGU, you heard, you bird-ass niggas

Y'all niggas ain't got a chance

I better pay Big Mama for using his lyrics

You can be as good as the rest of 'em or as bad as the worst

So don't hate me, you better move over yeah!