Carmen Electra

[The Game:]

Ayy yo, I mob how I mob

Yeah, I'm hood with it

Fifth of Patrón in the Bentley, yeah, I'm good with it

Everything Suge with it

I'm a boss like that

Caught five, Odell Beckham, Randy Moss like that

It's Bompton, reason why I talk like that

Bullet fragments still in my ankle why I walk like that

I'm Nas on these songs, I Puff, they hate me

Hurricane Game, Katrina'd the AP

Top-down, the AC with X and AZ

Ruff Rydin', you can see this Draco in HD

Don't try me

*****, homicide's my hobby

Backwoods we fat, blowin' these sacks like Mozzy

In the 6, Clyde and Bonny, clips by Armani

Plus, I keep an extra with the owl feather texture

2020, we doin' drive-bys in Teslas

Sex, money, murder, and drugs, Carmen Electra

[ToBi (The Game):]

**** the slice, I want the pie

Why ask why 'til we die?

Watch your soul stand in line for a slice of the Devil's pie

(Carmen Electra)

Drugs and thots, swim in wine

Three or four at a time

Watch 'em all stand in line for a slice of the Devil's pie

(Carmen Electra)

[Mozzy:]

Four block bangin', I'm from the **** spot, baby

Time to serve 'em on the porch and keep the door locked, baby

In this four-door 'Cedes, the Rollie oh so brazy

Chopper for that Old School that I could throw on Daytons

**** who hate me

Blood on the Benjamins, I'm a gangsta

Pull up on the side of his vehicle tryna to spank 'em

Cookies by the onions, we plug 'em, the people thank us

As-salamu ******* and see how far it could take us

Can't nobody say we stay dangerous, that's on the gang

Told Game pass the thang, I feel like I got my way

Pissin' on they grave and wackin' out with they pain

Papa was a chef and my mama whip it the same

She chose up on the [?], the Maseratti to blame

We body for body, [?], make Gotti flame

Free to Gangland when he touch, got him a chain

When he touch, got him some cake

When he touch, got him a Drac

[ToBi (The Game):]

**** the slice, I want the pie

Why ask why 'til we die?

Watch your soul stand in line for a slice of the Devil's pie

(Carmen Electra)

Drugs and thots, swim in wine

Three or four at a time

Watch 'em all stand in line for a slice of the Devil's pie

(Carmen Electra)

[Osbe Chill:]

O-S-B-E Chill, **** what they feel

Have a ***** leanin' soon as I pop his seal

Put the work like Copperfield, I got it to disappear

Heard you was lookin' for me, I'm right here (Right here)

Standin' in the jungles with the baby stones (Baby stones)

Cash Money in my pocket, get my Baby on (Baby on)

Only eat the ***** if it taste like Avión (Yeah)

Tell her run my **** back like lady [?] (*****)

Sittin' in the bucket 'bout to trip me a *****, yeah

Los Angeles, clip me a *****, yeah

ATL, Tip me a ***** (Uh)

Like Black Chyna, I'ma give in, ***** (Pause)

Gang injunctions don't stop the function, yeah

Trees by Game, Patrón consumptions, yeah

Born in the Jungles where wolf be huntin'

I put that on Mary-Anne that I am what I am, *****

[ToBi (The Game):]

**** the slice, I want the pie

Why ask why 'til we die?

Watch your soul stand in line for a slice of the Devil's pie

(Carmen Electra)

Drugs and thots, swim in wine

Three or four at a time

Watch 'em all stand in line for a slice of the Devil's pie

(Carmen Electra)