Dubee - 535% lyrics

(Mac Mall) I be that five hundred thirty-fiv Type of n***a that's quick to snatch yo b**h In my Cadillac drop her at the first strip Stay loaded off her but don't call Griff All my hollows in backwoods just for lips We can kick it in the S with thousand dolla kicks Young ridaz from the 5, don't care trick s**az call us Crestside most scandalous Yeaaah, my crew rollin' with you know who Can't a n***a from the strip leave ya blue Hoes cruisin' and Cuddies goin back and forth You want dick in your life, b**h come to the North You might find me on the Sawyer S-T I get jankie off the A-V-E Under the tree with the cuddie Dubee Sleep Dank and Telly I see L-O-V-E W-G, Young Von and Looney Hoovie, Lil' J, Tic Toc and Mainey Mannish, eat a pea get cabbage Much love to Pug and all the n***as from the club Double R, G-B's and Looies What's up, What's up Yeah Mackin Ass Mall ya know Rollin with the five thirty fiv Beeyatch (Sleep Dank) Yeah, so Crack the heem, blaze the hollow and get lit Cuz we five hundred and thirty five percent (Dubee) Now how many ways can a playa represent These Westside residents, five thirty-five percent We pimp for Luciano, lead never follow With hollows up in my rallow, me be quick to swallow So carrots to figures, n***as perpetratin game ???????????????????? n***as with big thangs I bangs, bring the heat Dirty Dub to the East Game controlla', Fetti folda' As I release these pieces that give you sqeezas The reasons to be served n***as all across the nation my game status be worthy I'm hurtin hookers, ?ghetto jukers? in every aspect Ain't nothin' to it, we move units down to the last deck We definitely shy, mobbin out the gates, hoggin is a trait And we fly state to state Holla' 53 fifths To the hookers in ?jiffs? Life's fo sheezy I'm with my five three feezy (chorus) We down to five hundred thirty-five percent Universally representin' soft sh** So crack the heem, blaze the hollow and get lit Representin' five hundred thirty-five percent (2x) Yeah uh, guess who's back in the mothaf**in' house Game stackin', Sleep Dank the "Total Package" We hit the scenery blazin' hollow gettin' lit Representin' five hundred thirty-five percent My n***as airtight, poppin' at the clubs so now it's on Wit my n***as Lil' Dangerous and Mr. Cardo So baby round up your crew, drinks is on me We can heavy conversate, tanqueray, hennessey I heard your click was bomb sh** It's all good cuz the n***as that I talk with For surely soft sh** My cuddie Sugawolf Pimp bangin' at yo' spot My n***a Young Short, he got the dance floor locked Forever doin' this universally, after parties being thrown Tramps hit the spot like national emergencies What's your status, hide your bread, oh you ain't able? Oh you ain't stable? You gotsta bounce on my n***a's table Cuz it's all about the bill ya'll Cuz it's all about the dolla' dolla' bill ya'll (chorus 2x)