[Archie Lee]
Uh
I was, bustin' A-K's I dub a, big body boss
Niggas talk down on the house and fuck around and get, lost in the south
Ssss-Mista Masta not the type of nigga to get, caught up in a cross
So if you've ever bet against me cuzzzzzz, then it's yo loss
Fuck with gorillas and killas that will, run up in yo house
Catch you, flippin' on yo pal, and stick that pistol in yo mouth
Do you hear me mayneeee?
Do you want me to explaiiin?
How I, cap back that hammer and, let loose them thangs
And take, off the chain
While swanging the wide frame
Them hoes screaming my name
I'm haulin' the turnin' lane
While puffin' on mary jane
And showing all 5 swatting A-K's and 9 Milli's that'll blow out your brain
I'm, off the chain, off the wall, off the Heezy
When you see me it's bad news, please believe me
They can't do it like we do it I swear it a'int easy
And if you think I'm lyin' bitch then you can ask al and wheezy, now,
Some of these niggas be cool and some of these niggas be actin' cheesy
Let the top up, on the droppa because the weather's gettin' breezy
After the show we lookin' for hoes that's ready to get sleazy
Archie and Michael Watts tight as them virgins nigga believe me

[Hook (Lil Flip)]
You think I'm lyin' in the summer
I'm at the mall with yo' ho and she buyin' me some'in'
I'm a young pimp
You think I'm lyin' in the summer
I'm at the mall with yo' ho and she buyin' me some'in'
I'm a young pimp
You think I'm lyin' in the summer
I'm at the mall with yo' ho and she buyin' me some'in'
I'm a young pimp
With a whole lotta cash and all y'all haters can kiss my ass

[Big Tike]
Need a bitch?
Mack her down
She out of line?
Smack her down
It's the Tike I'mma ack the clown
Blowin' on the Pizzine
Bitches copped the 4 pint because niggas startin' to chatter
All we do is tip nigga the aim don't really matter
Puttin' holes through your bladder
[?] makin' the square fatter
Pumpin' slugs through yo grill just to make yo' glass shatter
A.D., where's my patter
See these niggas misbehavin'
Shyttalkers played defense we on a nigga asses just like [?]
We sackin' all quarterbacks and tryna steal the pill
We dirty dudes y'all pretty boys lets be for real
I play ball with glass on the field and fight niggas that fight back
Album's sellin' like a muthafucka I bet y'all haters gon' hate that
Flat broke or 50 rich, I'm the same ole T
And when Watts need a hit flow he can still call on me

[Michael Watts *talking*]
All the time cuttin it down you know
Swishahouse 2k1, nigga you dont feel me

[Hook (Lil Flip)]
You think I'm lyin' in the summer
I'm at the mall with yo' ho and she buyin' me some'in'
I'm a young pimp
You think I'm lyin' in the summer
I'm at the mall with yo' ho and she buyin' me some'in'
I'm a young pimp
You think I'm lyin' in the summer
I'm at the mall with yo' ho and she buyin' me some'in'
I'm a young pimp
With a whole lotta cash and all y'all haters can kiss my ass

[50/50]
Pullin' up to the red light my rims here they're all mine
Hit my brakes and they 58 they stop spinnin' at 9
A young pimp is the title plenty of weed no lighter
Lime green top flight on my chest hurts signs vital
Gulfbank avenue i thought you knew but i'm wrong
Hoes yellin crack sellin boys box and grab chrome
My jag waggin with air shocks the gas tank got screens
While filling up with gasoline i see [?] and [?]
If 2, is not a winner and 3, nobody remember
Then me, going first, eliminate all of the contenders
My nigga Reggie [?] in the pen
But you cant tell
Cause just like the post office he be stacking his mail
My Glock got many slugs
My block got many thugs
Yo 13's look really clean so I'mma call 'em so many dubs
Just to make you feel like you have accomplished something
Them tinted speakers sound loud in the car when I'm close up on it
Pop your trunk for them boys
Show your 1 neon light
You the number 21 stunner because you wrong for that shit alright
It's 50/50 Lil Twin
Off the Mind Pay Styles
For those who can't afford me I got layaway styles
If it's free 9 times out of 10 it's too good to be true
A'int none of my styles free so I charge [?]
[?] the Benz and they watchin' Bobby Booshay
My Japanese slut in Hong Kong cooked me egg [?]
I hope I, said it right
You think I wrote it and read it right
I don't smoke weed no' more
Right now I'm ahead in life
What