I love chrome and paint, lookin' for some motherfuckin' corners to bank West coast what the fuck you thank? Everybody here off weed and drank (everybody) Before you check my rims When you leave the parking lot, check ya limbs You better check ya friends

You'll let me in With those whiskey eyes You'll tell me things I know they're all lies I will fight, I'll fight for you And there's nothing I can't do I'm a motherfuckin' Coke Boy! On the count of three I want everybody to say

Pour your 40 out! Guzzle it! Yeah nigga! It's D12 up in this motherfucker! You know how we get nigga we wild in the club Motherfuckers, everybody get crunk in Detroit too nigga! So wile the fuck out! We fucked up, let us in the club One of y'all niggas

Other people Oh, baby it's just your body We had a love devout without a shred of doubt We never worried 'bout other people You broke the spell and wanted something else Well, go fuck yourself with other people Go, lay it on everybody They won't be there

Everybody two-step in the motherfucker, what? Leave your sorrow on the table Pick up your worries and throw them out the window You don't gotta let your friends know There's so much trouble to get into Let's go, let go Two-step in the motherfucker, yeah

Gerald what you so sad for? Why the hell you got the blues? Everybody wanna be in your shoes Everything ain't that bad Name a reason that you got to be mad Man stop acting like a bitch Forgot you're all famous now and rich? Gerald what the fuck is wrong,

Why should I I'm a mother fucking wrecking I'm a mother fucking wrecking ball Always be the one to back away Have to be the one to not say what's on my mind Sick of all the bullshit Sliced up, shot down Everybody bows down Kill em all, let em fall

Sometimes I brag like Hov Born sinner, the opposite of a winner I ain't ever letting go I ain't ever letting you go again I'm bout to go and join the Illuminati Fuck everybody Please give me my soul Allow me to re-introduce myself

Man, fuck them bitches and them hoes And them niggas pussies, camel toes I got some money on me, and the weed nice My shit won’t ever stop, suck my green light Bitch it’s Carter 4, murder's all she wrote Now it’s fuck everybody, like a Scorpio Still

Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock Everybody in the whole cell block This one recorded live Right here tonight And I think you've got the fuckin' jive Cause we've got some bad beat boogie woogie For ya boys