Come On (2 Pistols)

I'm a beast, yeah shawty I'm the bomb If you rock, rock with me, you know you got it goin' on I know you, you like rock, rock stars And you wanna ride in a rock stars car, so Come on, come on, yeah, come on, come on yeah Come on, come on, yeah, come on, come on yeah Woah lil' mama, jazzy red bone, so thick I had to stop her Pull shawty over, put a ticket on that ass, speed ticket on that ass Walkin' too fast, shawty don't do that Rubber band stacks, I don't really care Pop them there, money flyin' everywhere Big face hundreds, been throwin' money Small face hundreds, excuse me honey Cash money in this bitch, we throwin' Lambo money Shawty that ain't nothin' won't you sell that dope to me Blood money coupe, beat her like Ike Turner Chunk a duece, I'm gone like my Lambo I'm a beast, yeah shawty I'm the bomb If you rock, rock with me, you know you got it goin' on I know you, you like rock, rock stars And you wanna ride in a rock stars car, so Come on, come on, yeah, come on, come on yeah Come on, come on, yeah, come on, come on yeah I perfer that you would just call me Weezy East side gangsta, and I be runnin, runnin it like a flanker Black card banker, hanker in the back pocket And I wear them skinny jeans so you see my fat wallet That's right I'm a big shot, call me little cannon ball Mister get up in ya girls mouth like some anbesol Hip-hop president and my girl eloquent Boy she got more junk in her trunk than an elephant I'm a animal, watch me I examine you And my chucks are old, but I swear to you my flannel new Man I get money manual and I just made you, Young Money I'm gone like my Lambo's gone I'm a beast, yeah shawty I'm the bomb If you rock, rock with me, you know you got it goin' on I know you, you like rock, rock stars And you wanna ride in a rock stars car, so Come on, come on, yeah, come on, come on yeah Come on, come on, yeah, come on, come on yeah See I'm the Lac pusher, the mic gripper and the pussy gusher Don't get it twisted 'cause I could get Travis Barker with' ya I'm so hood, so fly, don't try 'cause you don't wanna make me put it all on tha line I'll take ya chick, get off in my whip 'Cause I ain't never scurred, got the hollows in the clip So come on, let's go, baby girl what you wait, waitin' for I'm a beast, yeah shawty I'm the bomb If you rock, rock with me, you know you got it goin' on I know you, you like rock, rock stars And you wanna ride in a rock stars car, so Come on, come on, yeah, come on, come on yeah Come on, come on, yeah, come on, come on yeah