Ritz Carlton

{Intro}

Yea. Cal
Calvino. Yea

{Verse 1}

Fuck my beef
I got the ratchet on me
My hoe a tag
She just be naggin on me
She leaving passion marks
And scratches on me
Shoot the 30 till we damage homie
I be hustlin like a 9 to 5
The city hate you
You a bitch
You tell a lot of lies
Free the Prince
My dude been gone since July 9th
2 years later RahBah died on July 9th
The fucked up part about it
Man that's my birthday
So everyday I'm going hard
Like it's my birthday
Niggas stealing ad libs
And the word play
I'm gon keep on living life
While the world wait
From Nenola, had fights in the courtway
I miss my dog
Rest in peace to ya O.T
I'm just coolin in the Magnolia
Yea you know we got the straps loaded
Whatcha need?
I'm in the Magnolia
Shorty tryna fuck me
Pull up in the Magnolia
I'm just cooling in the Magnolia
You wanna fuck me baby?
Pull up on one
I'm just coolin in Nenola babe
Yea you know I'm where my soliders be
I'm just thinkin bout them old days
{?} court days
Fucking hoes days
We was young
{?} But we was wildin tho
You actin bad with that pussy
{?}
Talkin bout she ain't gon fuck for a band
But I bet that she gon fuck for a bag
A contradiction coz that's equivalent
You turn me off
Stupid bitch can kiss my ass

{Chorus}

Yea I'm just coolin in the Magnolia
The hoes throwin pussy at you
In that Magnolia
Yea I'm in the Magnolia
Wanna fuck me baby?
Pull up in the Magnolia
Go to {?}. Get a pound
But we smoking by the pound
Yea I'm just coolin in the Magnolia
Yea you know we got the straps loaded

{Verse 2} (El Kidd)

Chasin paper. Bitch I gotta get it
Shotters ridin with me
Tryna jack? I got an opper with me
Ha. And my swagger?
Yea it's so expensive
She keep my name in her mouth
I call her Wendy Williams
Love designer
I was raised by niggas drug dealing
Bitches on the tread
Soon as we step in the building
Fuck security
I keep it with me
I'm trying to eat
I ain't worried bout who beefin with me
Ha. It's a blessing if she sleepin with me
Coz I be up before the sun
I gotta creep through these streets
She steady callin. I ain't caling back
Fucking with the other side?
I cut her off for that

{Chorus}

Yea I'm just coolin in the Magnolia
The hoes throwin pussy at you
In that Magnolia
Yea I'm in the Magnolia
Wanna fuck me baby?
Pull up in the Magnolia
Go to {?}. Get a pound
But we smoking by the pound
Yea I'm just coolin in the Magnolia
Yea you know we got the straps loaded