[Hook:2x]
With this strength of ghetto dreamin'
[Verse 1 - Coo Coo Cal]
It's in the middle of the night of writing pages of
this fool shit
I dreaming I got a mansion up in my pool lit
Drunk, which I'm cool wit
Bitches and techs on the deck
Hoes serving up champaigne not because of this game,
because I'm signin' their checks
We gettin' service underwater fag
Workers runnin' in-and-out,
buildin' up their clout, and I'm frontin' quarter
slabs
Drop Jags in the driveway on hundred spokes
The workers like to floss me in front of hoes but they
don't really though
Folks (?) at the front door wit uzis
Haters and coochies
Out to protect the flake and loochie
Fools be trippin' to see me climbin' up
Yeah nigga, clean as a bitch if you ain't trippin'
about no dime and dust
Findin' us ain't hard, we ain't never ran
Niggaz gotta betta plan
Help that thang ain't bust fo the cheddar man
Who's got the betta hand, I do so I'm pullin' the
trigga
My mouth is big, but my nuts are bigga
