Strolling Down Rodeo lyrics

Uh, uh
The inside's peanut butter, that's on my mother
I'm still the same moaf*cka
b*tch holdin' my umbrella
The whip's the same color 'cause they ain't love us
My grandmother, she prayin' for us, uh
I was hot for 8 summers
We make these n*ggas keep their chains covered
I apply pressure they say I'm buggin' (They say I'm buggin')
We ain't the ones who save women, we made n*ggas
I'm in the Range on Venice about to hit to Alchemist's
It's, my PayPal is clickin', I used to stuff shoeboxes with wild (?), uh
Young wild n*ggas who really play the block
Just meet me at Save-a-Lot, somebody kid got shot, and made it hot, uh (Made it hot)
Fresh new kicks, I'm dancin' on the work, I been at it all week
You better pray we don't meet, I heard about you in the streets (You pus*y)
You shop with the habibs and all your sh*t is leased, uh
My little b*tch love Greek, I had to take herself elite
Only to find us when you wit' me
Like a fresh white T, we make you feel good
I wanna, bent you over, f*ck you real good
Baby, uh, you make me feel good
I love to, bent you over, f*ck you real good (Real good)
Real good, baby
I love to, bent you over, f*ck you real good
That pus*y real good x2
Hahaha
I had to tell you about my little b*tch
That pus*y real good
That pus*y real hood
f*ck it real good