歌词：
T Pop Wise Guy

shots to the mouth, fucking with my feddy spot It's a drout, and I got out the do' Yeah Den Den bitch, 'fore your ass go broke [T-Pop:] Nigga my click

Bitch I ain't finished... I'm a ball-a-tician on a mission, FED's wishing can't catch me slipping Wig clipping I ain't tripping, leave a stain in your

true Gripping through the Southside, leaving hoes mouth wide Po'ing up and showing up, rolling in that buck hide But now you gone, can't call your phone can't

(feat. Thomas, Cupid, Bunny B, Mr. Phat) [T-Pop: x2] Girl shake, that thang for me Girl shake, that thang for me, yeeah [Hook x4: Cupid] Let me know

Don't you take my kindness for weakness Don't you take Don't you take Don't you take Don't you take Don't you take Don't you take my kindness for weakness

you just don't shoot it right You couldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight Wouldn't throw a rock in a ghost town So don't try to play post, clown, you

We arrive take the treasure Mush your pop face heffa off a sky scrapper n tell her you should try praying for better like the guy mase n betha Im the

Sick with the bread, Lamborghini trucks topless Laptops with 100 gigabytes, ninja bikes And we all roll dice, for each other's ice And how does one guy multiply to more than five wise

Kings, It's Unexplanetory, Kottonmouth Kings But that's another story, It's Unexplanetory, Daddy says triple X rated, crash course set, I wanna be sedated, I stay faded, Lay the track up pop