My life is real baby, you peeping me take a You me take a picture, you should take a photograph You me take a picture, you should take a photograph
Catch me today, a Cannon or a Kodak by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback You see it's real, they be look at that Picture nigga, you should take a photograph
Introducing the truest of the South, it's who else but me fool Don't let all that foolishness they feed you, on T.V. you let all the magazines, and them papers out there deceive you The cups be used to sip, but Caucasian kinda like my tee do
You see that hand be glistening, you see the Sedans we The hundreds of grands we getting, these units of scans we You see that Caddy tipping, thangs on that Caddy twisting That paint and that candy dripping, that drank and that can is
ain't a Cola, though dry and you feeling sober Boys to switch it over, apply it up in a soda Home of the hustlers, who grinding and hit the quota Who fire and hit the doja, you high when you sniff the
Told ya you have, a foreign or buy your slab Afford it then buy it that's, important it now You ain't gotta take college class, to see that we bout our You not if you gotta ask, let's take a pic by the hol' up
You see my slab, you see my candy Picture perfect nigga, you should take a You see my chick, you see my is bad Picture perfect nigga, you should a photograph
You see it's real, be like look at that Picture perfect nigga, you should take a Photograph, photograph, Picture perfect nigga, you should take a
I'm tipping, they'll probably watch me, the cops'll be paparazzi And try to my posse, we shining and glowing glossy The jealous try to top me, we keep it too real to copy, what? I'm listening to ain't a floppy, disc gon be screwed and chop-pied
All the ballers ride to this, deposit deposit slips Buy the car and the fifth, raise the trunk an entire lift Use to go to Kappa, but Kappa ain't been as crunk So I'm popping up at Daytona, on chrome and I'm trunk
Jamming that "Ridin' Dirty", while riding beside the And they staring over at me, trying to scare me like pause Tell 'em naw they know I'ma crawl, all day in the robber I'm to go wash the ride, till them tires have whiter walls
You him take a picture, that chrome and that paint official You smoking take a swisha, there's plenty just take 'em wit ya You you ain't a sipper, then I'ma be hanging wit ya Take a hold of the and grip a, handful And smile for the nigga
You see my slab, you see my slab Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph You see my chick, you see my is bad Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph
You see it's real, they be look at that Picture nigga, you should take a photograph Photograph, photograph, perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
You see the up on my bracelet, and the shine on my chest Syrup in my Styrofoam, it's sweet doja no cess You done put it down with the rest, time to roll with the when you ride with the original, you ain't gotta guess
I'm the connection that you need, when say it's a drought Cause it's not really a drought, them other just out And I'm the plug you gotta have, when say the river's dry it's not really dry, they just ran out of supply
I'm too fly for the clouds, too down for the grass wear tinted lenses, if you look at my clean ass Catch me today, with a Cannon or a 'Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a
Candy still dripping, four's is still Wood grain grass, wheel I'm still gripping for P.A.T., the West and the East And I'm repping for Pimp C, till he get on the streets it never cease
You see my slab, you see my slab Picture perfect nigga, you should take a You see my chick, you see my is bad perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
You see it's real, they be like look at Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph Photograph, photograph, perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
My life is baby, ain't just a song Gripping that wood wheel baby, and riding chrome, I'm riding This is for the real playas, that get do' Tell me how it feel baby, to see I'm I'm riding candy and
me today, with a cannon or a Kodak 'Cause by tomorrow, gon be a throwback 'Cause by tomorrow, gon be a throwback
Know I'm saying? wood Riding the hood, and feeling good Just like we say down in Texas, already You at me so hard You need to go on, do a favor playa And take a picture