Pretty Boy.

Pretty Boy I hit em with a stick (Woah) Pretty Boy I gotta hit a lick (Woah) Pretty little biddie in the whip (Woah) Pretty little biddie let me hit (Woah) Pretty Boy got a new stick Pretty Boy got a new whip Pretty Boy gotta hit a lick Pretty Boy gotta make hits Pretty Boy gotta sip pink Gotta sip purp and green Gotta pop p30s Poppin caps out of my m16 Vo 2 died on me None of these niggas is fuckin with me They paying me money to just see my teeth Industrial bar lookin pretty on me You calling me ugly f*ck do you mean Nautica jackets is covering me Hilfiger, Tommy its all of my jeans Bred 11s and they up on my feet No no no You cannot f*ck with the bitches I got Nigga you know this is just how I rock Im blown up bombs like this is Iraq The People they love me Like my name Barack Obama phone and im just hitting the plug Im getting my drugs We smokin on runts Burning out blunts all over the dash Ugly ass bitches can come kiss my ass My life is wreck just like my dad I do this for sis yea im all that she have Pretty big nigga I got many dreams They only come true whenever Im asleep Girlies on girlies they wild and free I sit on the throne yea you know that im king Kong with all the guerrilla warfare Fight for my spot im cryin war tears Blood and sweat go into the pen Uncle dead, never see em again But ima still stay fuckin pretty Pretty boy don't say nothing to me Ugly niggas can't say shit to me Gotta him with my new tooly Sit around and we sip on truleys Durag on and I tie it loosely Pretty bitches and they all want me Pretty boy, so these bitches want me Pretty Boy I hit em with a stick (Woah) Pretty Boy I gotta hit a lick (Woah) Pretty little biddie in the whip (Woah) Pretty little biddie let me hit (Woah)