.
Tire marks, tire marks, finish line with the fire marks
When it really starts I�m a runaway slave-master
Shittin� on the past gotta spit it like a pastor
After, basher, did like doe like dasher, faster-motorbike faster
Iggy gotta get a bitch watch for my rapture
White bitch go, �bout to blow like the wind
Penthouse too roof top at the wind
When I win, when I win I win, no when I wid �em they good like shin
Got hoes on call, got hoes on call to come through take a pro-to-call
Just damagin� that�s my protocol
Dismantle ya, Australians on Slauson, no camera, I don�t care who you are
No coming back gotta give it to you raw,
Pitchfork point better pass me the joint
Gotta twist this beat I�ma sprang my joint
Straight crack rock, go to the pop-pop
Pumo jiggy rap city, no tiggy - yeah shorty do illa� I�m raw no digga�
what�s my muthafuckin� name it�s Iggy not Jiggy
Don�t compare me to her, throw the bitch in the ditch
Ruff ruff ho, could da bitch I�m big,
Sewed the game up stapled up in a stitch
Click-click pow drops game my click,
Look at my heels LV on it, ignorant art, everybody on it
Everybody want it, 666 got a three car garage driveway be the omen,
Boss like Cowen?
Hate me, Chordz 3D can�t see me,
Packets better than a H3, I don�t see you like mace-me, ugh
D.R.U.G.S - click oh and we on - hater
On these hoes hairs no activator, whores fuck up when he activate-her
Cuz I�m goin� out with my hand raised
�Bout to smack, smack, smack till my hand cave,
On the bitch May, honey I�m paid, I�ma get laid fuck yer man cave
Ya act like ya girl B-real, (ta�sun)
Kinda spaced-out you bitches be duckin�
Better than ya girl, than the best, make the competition rest
Unless it�s sex no less, I�ma fuck a hoe game I�m best
With my strap on, my vibrator, �bout to Bust-a-Rhyme, no violator
Course no, I�ma feel myself,
I�m a masturbator like uh uh uh uh-fuck me, fuck me
Now I�m off beat, my head hurts, I murk shit, I gets paper
Wash my mouth, I curse like a sailor - bitch!
When it really starts I�m a runaway slave-master
Shittin� on the past gotta spit it like a pastor
After, basher, did like doe like dasher, faster-motorbike faster
Iggy gotta get a bitch watch for my rapture
White bitch go, �bout to blow like the wind
Penthouse too roof top at the wind
When I win, when I win I win, no when I wid �em they good like shin
Got hoes on call, got hoes on call to come through take a pro-to-call
Just damagin� that�s my protocol
Dismantle ya, Australians on Slauson, no camera, I don�t care who you are
No coming back gotta give it to you raw,
Pitchfork point better pass me the joint
Gotta twist this beat I�ma sprang my joint
Straight crack rock, go to the pop-pop
Pumo jiggy rap city, no tiggy - yeah shorty do illa� I�m raw no digga�
what�s my muthafuckin� name it�s Iggy not Jiggy
Don�t compare me to her, throw the bitch in the ditch
Ruff ruff ho, could da bitch I�m big,
Sewed the game up stapled up in a stitch
Click-click pow drops game my click,
Look at my heels LV on it, ignorant art, everybody on it
Everybody want it, 666 got a three car garage driveway be the omen,
Boss like Cowen?
Hate me, Chordz 3D can�t see me,
Packets better than a H3, I don�t see you like mace-me, ugh
D.R.U.G.S - click oh and we on - hater
On these hoes hairs no activator, whores fuck up when he activate-her
Cuz I�m goin� out with my hand raised
�Bout to smack, smack, smack till my hand cave,
On the bitch May, honey I�m paid, I�ma get laid fuck yer man cave
Ya act like ya girl B-real, (ta�sun)
Kinda spaced-out you bitches be duckin�
Better than ya girl, than the best, make the competition rest
Unless it�s sex no less, I�ma fuck a hoe game I�m best
With my strap on, my vibrator, �bout to Bust-a-Rhyme, no violator
Course no, I�ma feel myself,
I�m a masturbator like uh uh uh uh-fuck me, fuck me
Now I�m off beat, my head hurts, I murk shit, I gets paper
Wash my mouth, I curse like a sailor - bitch!