Pacewon - Locked, Part 2 lyrics

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Pacewon - Locked, Part 2 lyrics

[Pacewon] Uh-huh, rock on Cheeba cheeba y'all, cheeba cheeba y'all Cheeba cheeba y'all, rock on If you broker than a joker, pockets on E Or just got stuck after clockin all week The gat 12.50 and the rocket's on me Now you can roll through your hardest projects on feet Now you can send 'em upstream like ba** they dead fish Spend your money with me, watch how fast you get rich See I take it by force while they come with a soft sound Like they with they girl, carriage and horse style I'm a drunk, see I can't put the sauce down Girls that I f**ed in the past turn me off now Crooked, I done snatched a hundred chains Versace shades since Big, nuttin changed Sensors go off when the p**y come in range Down with the Wons we the most wanted gang Raise hell, skip bail, inhale, weed smoke +Poppa Large+ big shot from the East coast Bring your two teeth I'm lost like +Kool Keith+ In a tinted up Sedan, plushed out with blue seats The rims on the whip cost about two each Better stop and pay attention everytime my crew speak Smart like Bill Gates, check me out in Newsweek Showin off like I'm sunbathin on a nude beach The moral of the story is n***az gotta rock You can't move nothin right here - we got it locked! And these Jakes 'noyd at me cause they make toy money They upset cause they see me with a Playboy bunny And I just shove my head in the hole, get up and go Up late every night like David Letterman yo Singin "We Want the Funk" off three blunts of skunk Got a G and a b**h that I see once a month A girl across the border, or the one your daughter I'm not normal don't get caught up, my style is too water like, H2O and I race through hoes I take 'em tall and light-skinned but I ain't racial though I get, busy with mine, I take Dominican dimes Little chicks comin up with the city in mind West Indian eyes with some serious thighs So pretty and fine hope she give me the time of day.. .. and make me feel this need To have to give her that ring like my man Willis Reed Snatch up the dice and roll five by six Headcrack you b**hes while you ride my dick Then, giggle a little cause your pockets is brittle And your game is kinda slow, n***a pa** me a pillow I'm the one on the streets, I'm the Don on the block LOCKED!

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