Back in the game, nigga, it don't stop
Everytime I turn my back the bitch caught me robbin'
Not a little but a lot, so I need this shit
Put it back on the track like I bleed a bitch
And I know it's more money in the club but fuck it
I'm an old school nigga with the shit, I love it
Knockin' hoes ain't perfect, internet, don't trust it
Last time I hit Vegas knocked a bitch from Russia
Patrice like Russian', 'cause she foreign and thuggin'
Specially it turned out, had to hold blushin'
Sean make the percussion homie I just rap
If she sellin' that pussy then I need my cash
Keep a full bottle o' Polly if she do it too fast
I'm a real live nigga baby straight from the jump
Stay with the damn peace, mama raised no punk
Fody on my lab when I'm ridin' this tub
Was midnight
Party lights
Don't worry 'bout it
Just come on in
All around me
Party lights
I was uptight
And moved onsight
They made you be set free
Don't worry 'bout it
Just come on in