Hey, This Shit Is Somethin Serious, Boy



Check It Out




[Chorus]



Creepin And Rollin, You Know What Time It Is



Oh Yeah, A Brother Has Gotta Get Down For His




[Verse 1]



What's Happenin, My Nigga, My Nigga, My Nigga, My Nigga, My Man?



Once Again I Know What You're Thinkin, Once Again I Know What Your Plan



Is, Been Playa-hatin A Nigga Like Me For Years



But Now I'm Changin Gears



Fixin To Move On, Fixin To Buy A Brand-new Home



Polishin Up My Chrome



For Your Ass Cause I'm Back Up On The Block



1994 And I Ain't Sellin No More Rocks



Back With A Sack And Niggas Know I Pack



A Glock, So Stop Before I Put You On Your Back



Down With S-A, The Place Where The Best Play



Best Pray If Your Chest Ain't Where Your Vest Lay



Southside Rollin Wide-sized



Bitches Say We High-side Because We Pass By



You Don't Speak, But She's Just Another Freak



Cause I Know My Nigga Been Fuckin Her For Weeks



And I Rather Not Waste My Time, I Just Mash Out



Blowin Big Smoke In The Glasshouse



Two Deep, Me And My Nigga O.D.



Smokin Swisher Sweets Comin Up On Scott Street




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[Verse 2]



I Deal With The Five S's Before Every Monday



Shit, Shower And Shave, And Serve On Sundays



And It's Funny How These Hoes Be Jockin Ours



Because I'm Rollin In A Candy-blue Glasshouse



Gold Shoes On My Hoe



Thinkin About Committin Suicide Cause She Got Fo' Do's



And Brand-new Vogues



And A Trunk Full Of Amps To Hurt Em At The Soundshow



Breakin Em Off A Proper Piece



And The Shit Won't Stop Until The Jockin Cease



So Follow Me As I Creep With My Niggas On A Flip



My Cup Overrunneth, So Come And Take A Sip




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[Verse 3]



Now I Got You Interested



And Everybody Wanna See The Man, The Peterman



Little Kids Wanna Be The Man



And Grow Up And Fuck Hoes



And Rock Shows, Ride Vo's, And Slam Mansion Do's



Nigga, Cause It's Like That



Growin Up On Flat, Havin Dreams Of Livin Fat



And I Can't Do It No Other Way



Doin It The Southern Way



So Fuck What Another Say



G To The E To The To To The O



To The B To The O To The Y To The S's



Houston, Texas Where Niggas Get Restless



And Wreckless, No Easy Access, Don't Test Us



Nigga, Recognize Where The Best Is



Fool




Creepin, Rollin, You Know What Time It Is



Clownin And Strollin, Gotta Get Down For His




[Chorus]




Oh Yeah



Doin This Thing Like This



Roll Em Up



Palms Up In The Air



Yeah, That's Right



Let The Sun Hit It



Back For It Like This, You Know



Cause They Thought I Wasn't Comin Back



Still Doin The Same Thing



Yeah



Creepin, Rollin



You Know What Time It Is



I'm Just



Clownin, Strollin



You Know