Everywhere I go Bitches always know That charlie scene has got a weenie that he loves to show (bitch) That charlie scene has got a weenie that he loves to show Lets get this party started Lets keep them 40s poppin' So just get buzzed and stay fucked up

I got junkies at the door, I got junkies at the door Everywhere I fuckin' go I drop forty racks a show I could go flex on your hoe I be drippin' head to toe I be, I be drippin' head to toe Ooh, Big Head on the beat Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

I'm so I'm so I'm so I'm so I'm so proud of you Everything's adding up, you've been through hell and back I know things get hard, but girl, you got it, girl, you got it, there you go Can't you tell by how they looking at you everywhere you go? Wondering

Got a devil's haircut in my mind Somethin's wrong cause my mind is fading, And everywhere I look there's a dead end waiting, Temperature's dropping at the rotten oasis Stealing kisses from the leprous faces Heads are hanging from the garbageman trees

I'm smoking everywhere I go (No sticks, no seeds, just Al Green) I always gotta keep one rolled (I keep that, need that, got that) I'm blowin' every gram I own (That purp, that bomb, that kush) Don't gotta understand, they know I smoke that, fire that,

I be slidin' 'round with my firearm, I gotta keep a weapon I be ridin' 'round everywhere, I dare one of y'all lil' niggas to test me I keep on drivin' 'round, got me goin' through all these transgressions Shootin' niggas and foolin' 'round, won't let me

Sippin' Ace of Spades, I do Got the K everywhere I go Don't come to me 'bout no ho Poppin' niggas like tic-tac-toe Poppin' niggas like Tic Tac Toe Don't come to me 'bout no rumor My partner, he got a tumor Every day, I keep a ruler Just me, I don't need

There they go Those d-town boys, carry the calico Whenever there's war, you gots to know Them boys got toys, tear down the front do' Detroit make noise everywhere that we go There they go, there they go Aye em you ready? Herk, you got them thangs nigga?

I think that she knows Those flashing lights come from everywhere She's got me love stoned The way they hit her I have to stop and stare Man, I swear she's bad, and she knows The way they hit her I just stop and stare I think that she knows, think that

And I'm one number away from calling to you I said I was through, but I'm dying inside Got my head in a mess, girl, I confess I lied when I said, "I'm leaving and not coming back" Might be the whiskey or the midnight rain But everywhere I go, I see your