Ocho Cinco

Uh I stay close to my goals Mi Michu Vinci How you gon put on a show If them seats is empty Might go drop 85 I’m Ocho Cinco Once I flip that board I ain’t landin in primo Ghost a gizzy pack Hittin Reno for the weekend Then go retarded on the track Like I wasnt thinkin Got the Perrier swoozy & a yoomie leanin I study up CEOs Ion listen to preachers You see me minding business Nigga what’s the matter I am not tied down So you can have at her My city half piped up The other half hazard But I still treat Pacramento Like a backscratcher He say he Illmatic More like crackmatic I think I got pussy juice On my Ikey jacket My brother in Pelican He still sending a pack in I know my life a movie But I’m tired of yo actions Damn Okay Uh huh now alright now alright Relaxin under stars Goin bar for bar Thinkin V8 engines & fast cars Or something fuckin’ rad like NASCAR After this blunt I think I’m blowing her back more She wakes up in the morning leavin Sayin her back sore Mr. Moët Cause I always keep a bottle poured Lil boy sit down We doin shit you can’t afford Steady coughin off this potent product I do it often In Sacramento make too much Nigga you gon be a target Her eyes sparklin Like the moon On the water The way she lookin at me I must be her daddy Stay High, got wings Like a 50’s Caddy 57 El Dorado I’m chillin in El Dorado With models that like to swallow Champagne that’s out of bottles Or glasses that’s just so fancy Gotta have a white bitch named Nancy White skirt with pink panties Pink Starburst cause you taste like candy Okay now alright