snoop dogg
staxxx in my jeans
I got, staxx in my jeans Phantom up in my garage (2x) My pockets look like Rerun your pockets look like Raj I got, staxx in my jeans Phantom up in my garage (3x) My pockets look like rerun Your pockets look like Raj Its the same story A nigga rich Im on some nigga shit In (and?) your nigga bitch You betta check em Tell em i'm off the chain I buck and bang Homie thats only game Oh, I ain't gotta problem You see me gettin staxx You see I bought the phantom 24's dont come with that I been around the world Check grippin every state Your bitch dont like me She fake Some ppl might call it hate But i dotn give a damn A boss's life If how i make that bread Toss the mike And i still be Richer than rich Gets to make my bed My pockets fat as shit You niggaz mad as shit Talk to either one of them? I'm on some gladys shit Many u have tried And failed Shit I'm out on bail I make more cheese Than your old man And he went to Yale Shti i went to jail You can go to hell U got some shit to tell?! I got some shit to sell I got, staxx in my jeans Phantom up in my garage (3x) My pockets look like rerun Your pockets look like Raj Candy paint drippin Look at all them bags I had to show and brag Cuz being broke’s a drag I gotta get this paper My kids they gotta eat We gotta alotta heat Been out for ballin? Shot callin i make that change And i dont want the Range That's how them gangstas do it We get our green in bricks We put our green in blunts U spend ure green on chicks I'm on some playa shit Dynasty Straight laker shit Keep it up On some banker shit And chop it up For some paper bitch I got my mind rigth And my money right If u ain't in the game For the money You the funny type And im laugin my ass off Phantom with the mask off Legal so they hatin When I gas off U know how Snoopy does it Phantom, go bitch touch it 100 thousand a show I'm gettin dough like I got, staxx in my jeans Phantom up in my garage (3x) My pockets look like rerun Your pockets look like Raj Look how the flag hanging Gang bangin i aint no punk Maintaining that tank of mine Make that kid go Pah Pah Pah I'm about my bidness boy Makin money Never been so smooth Yo bitch You about to loose Cuz she is about to choose And thats the way it goes S N double O U want that quiet type I want that trouble hoe There go ure paper girl Yeah Im in for real One time i told a bicth Not to come back Cuz she got 2000 dollars In 2 dollar bills That's cold (called) game The whole thang I'm high as soul plane I smoke the whole thang U know how daddy do it I'm true to it I take a cocaine buick And put some blue to it Thats some gangsta shit These hoes love This gangsta dick Khakis And some gangsta kits Yeah, bitch That my gangsta fit I'm ballin boy And u aint got to ask She all about this pimpin I'm all about the cash I got, staxx in my jeans Phantom up in my garage (3x) My pockets look like Rerun Your pockets look like Raj