accelerating to top speed @ 15 lbs of boost
Joined: Jun 2006
Posts: 29,085
Total Cats: 375
From: Republic of Dallas
I'm leanin to the side sideways, sittin crooked
My Jolly Ratchet paint got all of the people lookin
I'm beatin down the block, givin the streets an *** whoopin
Peep the way a player move, take notes lil young-un
I'm movin slow mo', leanin off a potent fo'
Pistol in my lap, plus another one in the side do'
You know I'm just a young hustler all about my doe
Gettin cake and stackin up that paper, I need mo'
My Jolly Ratchet paint got all of the people lookin
I'm beatin down the block, givin the streets an *** whoopin
Peep the way a player move, take notes lil young-un
I'm movin slow mo', leanin off a potent fo'
Pistol in my lap, plus another one in the side do'
You know I'm just a young hustler all about my doe
Gettin cake and stackin up that paper, I need mo'
Joined: Jun 2006
Posts: 29,085
Total Cats: 375
From: Republic of Dallas
I'm leanin to the side sideways, sittin crooked
My Jolly Ratchet paint got all of the people lookin
I'm beatin down the block, givin the streets an *** whoopin
Peep the way a player move, take notes lil young-un
I'm movin slow mo', leanin off a potent fo'
Pistol in my lap, plus another one in the side do'
You know I'm just a young hustler all about my doe
Gettin cake and stackin up that paper, I need mo'
My Jolly Ratchet paint got all of the people lookin
I'm beatin down the block, givin the streets an *** whoopin
Peep the way a player move, take notes lil young-un
I'm movin slow mo', leanin off a potent fo'
Pistol in my lap, plus another one in the side do'
You know I'm just a young hustler all about my doe
Gettin cake and stackin up that paper, I need mo'
...but ***** I'm booted up, diamond'd up, my gold is shining up, all the diamonds blindin up, peeps at the second line sayin "I'll be damned, that crunk *** mothafucka hustler got me, damn!
I'm used to driving Benzes and Porches and Corvettes. You might see me in LA on Sunset Or in Nevada, betting, three-digit degrees, not sweatin. Wearing leather, super fly, light as a feather, Louie Vaton. Guns like megatron. Wont stop my reign on the world 'til armeggedon come Underground phenemenon. I wrote the Necronomicon. You's an autobot, I'm a decepticon.
You ran out of rhymes like you ran out of money. Sad you're hatin' real hustlers with lobster in their tummy. Take your chumpy brg run it cannonballer style around town, the wheels on my donk go round and round.
CEL is on because i disconnected my throttle position sensor.






BLANG BLANG!