Ab-Soul, A$ton Matthews - TTG lyrics

Ladies and gentlemen dirty sprite
With the Ritalin got that grape right in the
Late night with Lettermans
Slipe n slide let the devil
In suicide settle in
Choose a side that's semi or
Sunny side seven him
Let him fly get to peddling
The world is mine while i'm
John Nash on the pelican
Young brick flair maricon
Heavy weight champion
I got yo mommy with her panties on
Send ya daddy home bare nuts in ya honey comb
Lil bitch just run along
Big bag get ya bool out with ya
Tools out make ya move out
Pull up pull out put the
Sharks to ya pool house
Catch a few hoes when pull
Through with the pool who's
Cut throat cut throat
All my niggas straight cut throat
I got the plug that don't cut coke
Got ya nose full with the love soap
Fuck the feds my nigga
That's what the fuck i brought guns for
I fucked ya bitch my nigga
She got hard dick at the front door
In the trenches with the ratchets
Ratchets got em' doing backwards
Young done niggas straight savage
Got them loaded gangtas staight active
T stone, p rail, Wicked 'ru
Let the beef brack
That's head shots put ya seat back young mac
11 with the heat packed my nigga!

I'm so H with 3 eyes
The homie got a 30 O six
Meaning I could point my index and
Still won't leave no finger prints
I'm with the shit look who i'm with
Bounty hunters and hoover crips
Ironically fathered by the bastards
Politics with piru's and shit
Que paso to my vatos no nickname just a AK
Aye man best make way know
Mother fuckers die everyday
Young niggas with military guns
My system filled with all
These mother fucking drugs
White girl on my nose
White girl taking off her clothes
And she even bought a bra
That's a druggy's with hoes tre
She ain't really into rapping
She just really love the flow
So every time we do the nasty
We just do it on the floor
Never been to prison but i stay with bars son
And yeah I'm sippin' lean I
Ain't at the bar son
Welcome to Carson, lookout let
Me spell it out, you could see ARs son