Dedication

[Intro: Dutchy]
Suckin' on that pussy, man I got her super wet
No deal with NIKE but I am a walking check
Stupid Gang forever, bitch I rock my nerdy specs
Ridin' 'round with them chickens in that Corvette
I'm the best, had to get that shit up off my chest
Gettin' dead faces, then you gotta make it stack
I might fly that pussy out, but I'm Southwest
Ayyee!, Ayyee!

[Hook 1: Dutchy]
Ayyyeee! She wanna smoke up the pound wit' a rock-star
Ayyee! I put that lil' bih in a Figure Four Leg Lock
Lay in a pull of ya' own blood if you get caught with ya' pants down
Ambulance speedin', sirens is screamin', you know it's man down

[Verse 1: Dutchy]
Choppin' shit down like I'm Zelda, I'm bout my bread like a pretzel
Margiela to step on the pedal, Margiela to step on the pedal
Kush to the face 'til I'm zombie, in the booth spit like a Tommy
I remember we used to be bummy, but now we want keys to the Mase'
Hop out the car like I'm Ric Flair
Earrings they cost quarter brick fair
I remember we used to be wheel fair
Had to keep it pushin' like a wheelchair
Don't rock no Robin's, upgraded my fashion
Christ watching over me, I got the passion
She ride this dick while I rock my medallion
Fly like Aladdin, I swoop up a Jasmine
Run 'em bands up, bout to turn up a bracket
When you get money, man turn up yo' savage
These niggas talk shit but these niggas no factor
Run my line back, bet it hit like a tackle
These verses like church and the booth is my chapel
I got the juice, bitch who need a Snapple?
Make you salute or my troops gon' attack you
Bitch I got the juice, ho who need a Snapple?
Ayyee!

[Hook 2: Dutchy]
Ayyyeee! She wanna smoke up the pound wit' a rock-star
Ayyee! I put that lil' bih in a Figure Four Leg Lock
Lay in a pull of ya' own blood if you get caught with ya' pants down
Ambulance speedin', sirens is screamin', you know a man down
Ayyyeee! She wanna smoke up the pound wit' a rock-star
Ayyee! I put that lil' bih in a Figure Four Leg Lock
Lay in a pull of ya' own blood if you get caught with ya' pants down
Ambulance speedin', sirens is screamin', you know a man down

[Verse 2: Dutchy]
No Tony Montana my nose, my nigga we stick to the code
We work the booth just like a stove, the wrist is Arabian stones
I'm 'bout to get loud on her flower, 7 bands all in my trousers
I am a boss, and I take yo' bitch, just like I'm Bowser
The Lambo is comin' in, the Bentley is comin' in
So I'll be gone 'til November, I feel like Wyclef and 'em
I ball like a stadium, I'm ballin' gymnasium
She think I'm an ATM, but I need some cranium
Ain't worried 'bout fuck shit, got choppas like Navy SEALs
Success is gon' push us, because I'm forever trill

[Hook 2: Dutchy]
Ayyyeee! She wanna smoke up the pound wit' a rock-star
Ayyee! I put that lil' bih in a Figure Four Leg Lock
Lay in a pull of ya' own blood if you get caught with ya' pants down
Ambulance speedin', sirens is screamin', you know a man down
Ayyyeee! She wanna smoke up the pound wit' a rock-star
Ayyee! I put that lil' bih in a Figure Four Leg Lock
Lay in a pull of ya' own blood if you get caught with ya' pants down
Ambulance speedin', sirens is screamin', you know a man down