UNCLE ELROY

You got perfect time, bout to start a lil puff puff give in this motha fucka you down Fire that shit up I'm bout to show y'all who the real puff daddy is UNC. Ol girl hit my line talkin' bout come scoop Gettin' strange for some dollars, prolly fuckin' for change No worries, lil' mama got room for your friends Tell em jump on in Got two thicc bitches, they built like twins Bumpin' nasty in the telly, swappin' spit with her friends Gotta mouth full playa, shawty doin' the most I'ma dive on in It's the same old rhythm with a lame ass flow In the same old state with the same ass hoes We them saints, WHO DAT Like we fresh outta NOLA She a super freak, nickname Superdome Got her back blown out, I don't want you no more Call me Alvin, lil' mama tryna get me a nut Why you knockin' at the door, homie, Dave's not here Shawty screamin' while she ridin' like a bitch at the fair Probably stealin' from your mama on some broke boy shit Homie, pull off in the bucket, you a broke boy bitch Duke City with the heat, y'all drippin' dry in this bitch Yeah, I'm super fly in this bitch Yeah, call me annual , baby You can get the D later, throw that ass, baby, up, down Elevator, hit the cry, baby, go ahead Shake your money maker gettin' cash money Young money, dumb money, hoe Got these vatos lookin' dumb, crashin' out bouta biddy Y'all some low-key lovers, probably fuckin' to diddy Did he do it, did he not, homie, I don't know Ha, but they was fuckin' fa sho Ha, Sunday night, cruisin' skench, up the whip on the curb Seen a baddie in a six-four, makin' it bounce Oh, shawty lookin' good, best believe I'm a holla Linkin' up at Dog House, it's a Southwest thing Gotta hear what's on my mind before you judging me, G Hard to read between the lines with a rolled-up dollar Vato loco off his meds, tryin' to search for a vice Huh, homie, f*ck your advice I'm the man, baby Finna make it out the hood, got a plan, baby Top shelf, roll another wood I hustle nonstop, homie, get that understood You ain't scaring shit, homie, built like a twig Hold my balls like a man, been that way from the jump Why these lame-ass vatos always fakin' the funk Main source said it best, man, your ass is a punk Ohh he gon' cry in the car Ayy, we goin' toe-to-toe Oh, you f*ck like Chuck, keep on bokin' the bear End up wakin' him up Uncle Elroy, high as f*ck, smackin' that ass Ain't no wastin' no time when it come to the cash Aye