Roc N Mayne - Cadillacs & Chevys lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Roc N Mayne what up man What we gone do on this sh** right here I'mma come up with a fly a** hook I really ain't gone say sh** on the verses Still put these s**a a** n***as in hearses By the way, I finally s**ed my own dick Leggo! Snap [Verse 1] Live from my grandmama's basement Camp Crystal Lake, muthaf**er I'm Jason Illuminati membership card, Free Mason Nah literally free my homeboy Mason Freebasing, be patient, that's what they telling me Party for my n***a Ned, he just beat a felony That be that good sh**, my n***a Dizzy mailing me Lean got a n***a on cruz like Penelope Need therapy, stressed, don't worry me Big dick Benton, AKA, Ron Jeremy When you give me brains, handle my dick carefully Who the f** care to be the loser? b**h marry me! Suit & Tie sh** like Timberlake I f** you and then I put your dead body in a lake Eliminate, disintegrate, sipping on gin and lemonade b**h I been a renegade, way before Em and Jay who*es sick of hearing 'bout Jarren like Kim and Ye I put a wack rapper on a dinner plate I penetrate a n***a with ninja blade I'm 7:30 whipping in a 10 to 8 I'll be there in a minute b**h you finna wait Lil' Debbie n***a, yeah we getting cake Drunk driver whipping on the interstate My girl say her period is really late I got a home abortion kit, we finna get it straight Just kidding b**h, good news, that's great! I hope the president don't ban the f**ing AK My sh** wasn't registered anyway And that's Ice Cube's, f** n***as like you! [Hook] Some of my n***as sell dope Some of my n***as, they broke Some of my n***as smoke weed Some of my n***as snort coke Some of my n***as, they made it Some of my n***as they won't Regardless y'all my n***as, we gone roll Just like Cadillacs and Chevys Cadillacs & Chevys (Yeah!) x7 Snap [Verse 2] Yeah, they say I sound like Eminem Mixed with 3K, y'all ain't offending him Your hoes swing from my balls like a pendulum If you don't like 'em my n***a get rid of them! Gon' get to k**ing them I'll help ya hide the bodies, I ain't feeling them I'm high like helium I'm trying to gross one billion, my kicks reptilian I'm tryna f** Christina Milli-an! Or Millian, phenomenon, I ain't tripping I'll even f** Chaka Khan With nothing but a stocking on, y'all n***as ain't eating like Ramadan You ain't bussin' not even with a hundred guns f** a fat b**h for a honey bun I'll f** a nerd down at Comic-Con Never know the kind of sh** that I be on You be hanging with the maricon (f*ggot) I be strangling the microphone, I used to play the xylophone Macaulay Culkin b**h yeah I ride alone Yeah b**h I'm in the zone, yeah b**h I'm blowing strong I'm tryna get it like I'm Puffy Combs I'm tryna f** and then she going home Top gun, welcome to the danger zone I'll stomp a n***as teeth out with Wranglers on p**y a** n***a, gon' get your hating on And if you know the f**in' words b**h then sing-a-long! [Hook]