El Catrin
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Take it from the top, um
Start me off from the top
And I'ma go ahead and try something new
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Homie, you tell me who be the flyest
Wickets known to cause riots among hoes
Ain't no thang, I just brag the ass in my rag 6-4
And dip away out the scene, out the motherfucking spot
I don't need no heat from no hoodrat
I still get down and dirty and stick
My birdie where the sun don't shine
I thought you knew, fool, gotta get mine
The game's about the illest mack
And who got the biggest strap, the most
Bricks, and who sport the dopest whips
Seen one nigga, seen them all once said
But instead, high caliber, I'm racking all the rest
Foxy bitches with the perky ass breasts
The best hookers with the best fools in the West
L.A. Cali, manifest the baddest asses
Back doors, parking lots, best spot for the post
In a vision, picture this, clear the fog from the mist
The baddest motherfucker gets to roll with the flyest
So if the baddest motherfucker gets to roll with the flyest
Don't be left behind, show 'em you can get the highest
Sport the flyest shit, wrap a rope around your neck
Never hesitate to keep your whips on deck
So if the baddest motherfucker gets to roll with the flyest
Don't be left behind, show 'em you can get the highest
Sport the flyest shit, wrap a rope around your neck
Never hesitate to keep your whips on deck
The flyest, the most scandalous
The most vicious pussy go-getter raised in Los Angeles
It's my goddamn thing and can't nobody take it away
Every day is my day, I raise up early in the motherfucking morning
Pushing every skill 'cause I gotta keep it real
Nothing but the best for this 5150
Let loose since '73 for those who choose
To follow in the step that I lay
Walk tall, chin up high, with no expression, may I say?
Homie, macking ain't easy
When I gotta be the flyest, all the bitches wanna please me
The bitch looking like the bomb
And she's about to meet the don of all hookers and shit
Walking around with your skirt slit
Excuse me, hey, hoe, how you doing? What the dilly?
I might sound silly, but I wanna knock your boots
From L.A. County up to Philly and I see your name is Milly
From your chain on your neck, hey
Is it this loony fox and bitch for a dick?
I wanna see you give me circles while you riding on the dick
So if the baddest motherfucker gets to roll with the flyest
Don't be left behind, show 'em you can get the highest
Sport the flyest shit, wrap a rope around your neck
Never hesitate to keep your whips on deck
So if the baddest motherfucker gets to roll with the flyest
Don't be left behind, show 'em you can get the highest
Sport the flyest shit, wrap a rope around your neck
Never hesitate to keep your whips on deck
So if the baddest motherfucker gets to roll with the flyest