She plays wipeout on the drums
The squirrels and the birds come
Gather round and sing the guitar
Oh i. . .have you got nothing to say
When all words fail she
Speaks

Amy woulda died for me
She would've had my baby
If I needed a favor
It was yes, she never said maybe
And all the time that we walked barefoot in the sand

Hey, yo, yo, t. what's up man?
Why don't you tell em that story
About how you went back in the day
In the hip hop day, ya know what i'm sayin
Yeah, tell 'em that story, man

Yeah nigga
Fiend nigga
Nineteen nigga nigga nigga what
Me and mr. magic in this motherfucker
And let yall know we done been thru it all

(verse 1) fiend

Yes, she's my lady luck
Hey, i'm her wild card man
Together we're buildin' up a real hot hand
We live out in the country
Hey, she's my little queen of the south

Hook:
'95 is yours 2000 is mine
And we're walking through the ghetto and the feelin' is fine (x2)

Lil dap:
Before i wake up i thank the lord for the day

You can't fuck with the criminal rapping over gangsta shit
First i load the clip and then i make the hit
I know some y'all can't fade this
Lench mob niggas are the craziest

Ripop/sakamoto/laswell

Born in a corporate dungeon
Where people are cheated of life
I knew i could never stay home no
As you lie in the dark
With your pink dress on