Cartoon Lyrics

[Chorus:]

Ride wit da tooley

Broads wanna do me

Dead Fresh Louie

Ice-berg Goofie

Cops wanna do me

I live like a movie

6's on the dualy

Stay blowin fruity

[Chorus]

[Verse 1:]

Niggas scared of me, my potnas say

They beggin for the chopper play

Body guard killas got a house where Kevin Costner stay

Might just play some golf today

Never put the glock away

Jackas try to 2-step I make they ass rock away

Elegant, catch me at a symphany and opera play

Paint the 'rarri poppa grey and blow the whole top away

No matter what the coppers say

Still move a block a day

All you niggas pop or play or lay where Jimmy Hoffe lay

Rebel outlaw, that's the same shit that Pac would say

Niggas gotta walk away, My chopper long as Dr. J

Amarilla gots to play, I might hop on the yacht today

Not today but fuck it Ima kill 'em in the block today

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
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Trans Am wit the candy coat

Wait til ya see the Phantom though

Spend dollars with ya ho eatin grapes and cantelope

Shawty said she wanna see me naked like De'angelo

Guts on deck, fuck playin I'll bam a ho

I can have an' ho, I aint wantin for an' ho

Grand Hustle in the buildin so what you sayin ho

Yall pop new cris, We drinkin that old cris

This cost mo' bitch, that '74 shit

Bankhead nigga eatin octopus and swordfish

My whole clique gorgeous, say my name 'n forge it

Fake faggot-ass cliques full of Boy George's

They hate the team cuz the yard full of Rolls Royces

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]

Niggas try, aint no stoppin us, I fried 'em like Taloppia

I'm mafia, talkin to my german in the boxster

President dinner bitch, a grand for the lobster

A grand for the oysters, stuffed clam and bosperch

Bitch I had talent way before they had apollo search

Above par work 'for Ed McMahon and star search

I called Kurt, found out I can rap and let 'em all heard

Several years later I'm the nigga in the tall vert

Section A killer man all I need is yard work

Hard work, flatland Adam-ville, dog work

Dey just mad to see me cuz my Chevy look like Starburst

Get ya feelings 'n all hurt, wait til ya see the fall vert

[Chorus x2]