Well, it's Big Sant bytch and I'm a mob type figure
Comin' down on you hoes and you p*ssy ass nikkas
Forever international, sipping sake with my Asian gal
My address is the winner's circle, you can hate me now
Hotter than my leather in the summer with the windows up
The word legend never get said 'less you mention us
My speech is mink, I want it all plus the kitchen sink
The whip white, time right, money green, p*ssy pink
Yeah. You can Google that. Think I'm lyin'
Baby cho's on my hoes, hoes polished just to shine
Add the blue blockers and gators and even Stevie could see
So look at me, motherfukker, look at me
