My life is real baby, you peeping me a picture You peeping me a picture, you should take a photograph You peeping me take a picture, you should a photograph
Catch me today, with a or a Kodak by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a throwback You see it's real, they be like look at 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 they feed you, on T.V. mislead you Don't let all the magazines, and them papers out deceive you The cups that be 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 we shipping You see that Caddy tipping, them thangs on Caddy twisting That paint and that candy dripping, that drank and that can is
That ain't a Cola, though dry and you feeling trying to switch it over, apply it up in a soda Home of the Houston hustlers, who and hit the quota Who fire and hit the doja, you when you sniff the odor
Told ya you gotta have, a foreign or buy slab it then buy it that's, important without it now You ain't take college class, to see that we bout our cash You not if you gotta ask, let's take a pic by the slab up
You see my slab, you see my slab Picture nigga, you should 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 like at that Picture perfect nigga, you should a photograph Photograph, photograph, Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph
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 to ain't a floppy, that disc gon be screwed and chop-pied
All the ballers will ride to this, deposit slips Buy the car and apply the fifth, raise the trunk an entire Use to go to Kappa, but Kappa ain't been as crunk So I'm popping up at Daytona, on chrome and I'm popping
Jamming "Ridin' Dirty", while riding beside the laws And staring over at me, trying to scare me like I'ma pause Tell 'em naw they I'ma crawl, all day in the robber cause I'm trying to go wash the ride, till them tires whiter walls
You him take a picture, that chrome and that paint official You smoking then take a swisha, plenty just take 'em wit ya You chilling you ain't a sipper, then I'ma be wit ya Take a hold of the and grip a, handful And smile for the pictures
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 like at that Picture perfect nigga, you should take a 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 with doja no cess You done put it with the rest, time to roll with the best 'Cause you ride with the original, you ain't gotta guess
I'm the connection that you need, when say it's a drought Cause not really a drought, them other niggaz just out And I'm the you gotta have, when they say the river's dry 'Cause it's not really dry, they ran out of supply
I'm too fly for the clouds, too down for the grass Better wear tinted lenses, if you at my clean ass Catch me today, with a Cannon or a 'Cause by tomorrow, gon be a throwback
Candy dripping, four's is still tipping grain grass, steering wheel I'm still gripping Repping for P.A.T., the West and the And I'm repping for Pimp C, till he get back on the streets it never
You see my slab, you see my slab Picture perfect nigga, you should take a You see my chick, you see my is bad Picture perfect nigga, you take a photograph
You see real, they be like look at that Picture perfect nigga, you should take a Photograph, photograph, perfect nigga, you should take a photograph
My life is real baby, ain't just a Gripping that wheel baby, and riding chrome, I'm riding chrome This is for the real playas, that get do' me how it feel baby, to see I'm I'm riding candy and chrome
Catch me today, with a cannon or a 'Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon be a 'Cause by tomorrow, gon be a throwback
Know I'm Gripping wood Riding the hood, and feeling good Just we say down in Texas, it's already You at me so hard You need to go on, do yourself a favor And take a picture