16 Albinos in the S.W.A.T.S.

A'ight ho, that's your cue to go

That ass is fat and we love that but this the studio

You be walkin' past them knobs, booty fuckin' up them lows

Plus they gotta hear that bass so they won't play me in the eight

Like wah-wa-la-la, that pussy feelin' great

I ain't never been to L.A. anyway, where them freakers stay?

She said, "Allah, now don't lead me astray"

Everything just look so crazy up here baby

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait

Mom's at the crib performing spiritual Tae Bo

Holy Billy Blanks, let's karate chop and breathe

I'ma prolly start the D, having honest conversations

With God, regardless if he give a fuck 'bout what I say

Before you shrug your shoulders, wait, 'cause I know you don't care

I know you thinking, "Why this nigga feel the need to go there?"

Is it because my nerd eye turned a third eye or eleventh, twelfth?

I guess whatever sounds the best

I bet Lisa Left Eye knew while leaving Best Buy

The camera she purchased would be capturing her last night

What about me? What if I died? Leave the booth tonight

Drunk driver don't even notice my headlights

Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn

Just thinkin' about it'd make me shake

And I pray that ain't the case but if occasion turns to fate

Maybe you silly niggas'll listen to what I say

Die and become a legend, a legend is where you stay in the cerebellum of niggas

Steady bumpin' your tape in rotation with Marvin Sapp, Zapp & Roger, Marvin Gaye

Gaze into the eyes of Satan and she told me it's okay

And presented me with the option to talk or just walk away

And I left and ever since she been textin' me everyday and it's cool

But Lord protect me when the temperature change

The temptation and palpitation in my heart is insane

I tried to sit and calculate how many "no's'" it would take

Before my nose was wide open and I'm all in her face

Yeah I struck out swingin', but I'm all in your base

With ghostman on third, like nobody would play

Like wah-wa-la-la, that pussy feelin' great

I ain't never been to L.A. anyway, where them freakers stay?

She said, "Allah, now don't lead me astray"

Everything just look so crazy up here baby

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait

When every record that you put out, got them throwin' they tush out

Pray they play it at cookouts, got the whole city shook now

People talkin' like, "Look now, I told you that they gon' make it"

Them same niggas that hated got you all up in they playlist

'Cause the world concentratin', the crucial contemplation

You two-steppin' with these heffers, I'm receiving revelations

You twirlin' in girls, I'm swimming in women who curl up like curls

Body remind me of some thoros that I used to ride back in Seaside

She know I'm tryna quit, but see she my bad habit

Nice to meet you I had it

We got features, y'all got snips

Bought casinos, y'all bought chips

Y'all ain't seen nothin' like this

I dip my paint brush in a bucket like fuck it and get some more

See all I know is the foreman, yeah he from Campbellton Road

I know y'all ain't been told

I made it weighed it, weighed it flew this shit in from the '80s

Distribution conducted by all of my lovely ladies

I promise I ain't budgin'

I promise I ain't make it 'til I'm rakin' in a 100k a month and that ain't nothin'

Half of that stashed into something I ain't touchin'

After that smash into somethin' I ain't lovin'

After my first meal, "What you buyin? ", I say, "Nothin'"

Relocate into the jungle, paradise in the bando

I finally got some diamonds in my wrist

My nigga Yoda finally got some ice off in this bitch

Finally I might even get off this hype of ghetto trip

Syringe steel stickin' out my bands, still picking out my friends

Speed datin' with my ends, it's a cinch

You'd think they huntin' DAs they way we hopped off the fuckin' bench

I heard one is from the S.W.A.T.S., you know the other one is too

It's crazy how all the shit we say start to come true

Countryside with my boo, hoppin' out that ooh

Searchin' for our papers, man I pray they let us through

We got babies waitin' mouths to feed, that teacher too

You can call it what you want, I just call that shit the truth

Never steppin' in the booth unless it's for the right quota

These be desperate measure take it right back to the coder

Like wah-wa-la-la, that pussy feelin' great

I ain't never been to L.A. anyway, where them freakers stay?

She said, "Allah, now don't lead me astray"

Everything just look so crazy up here baby

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait

I'm on molly, I can handle anything