Limos, Demos and Bimbos (feat. Mr. Short Khop)

(Hey, did you hear that?) Yeah, just get the fucking door

Limos, demos and bimbos

Hey, slow this mother fucker down, man

Limos, demos and bimbos

Hit the sunroof and let's contemplate the freaks we can run through

Got the chauffeur pulling over

Snatch one inside, she wanna ride with this mission

Close the partition, he like to listen

All fucking, no kissing, just smoking and drinking

Super vets in a super stretch Lincoln

Thinkin' about the good old days of hip hop

In it's purest form before the eye of the storm

I could give a fuck about you hating on my way

To the coliseum with seventeen-five waiting

They scream for the limousine, it's all clean

Tinted, your shit is rented, you know we spend it

Why you worried by the five knights? I'm in the limelight

With movies coming out, your time is running out

I just finished doing, Live at the Apollo

Indication from my driver, damn, we're being followed

You're living so trife, you need Jesus in your life

I'm living so trife, I need Jesus in my life

You're living so trife, you need Jesus in your life

I'm living so trife, I need Jesus in my life

Limos, demos and bimbos

I'm only fucking with the limos, demos and bimbos

I'm living so trife

Caught him in motion, had me potent

Let him know about the showing

And how I'm known to keep it cracked open

Cans of ass-beating, plus on how I crash meetings

And have your whole staff leaving half-breathing

Got shit to hold my own, big bucks

But Khop's on the runnin' chrome, ****, check nuts

Put to a test and put to the rest

Wiped out with lights out, two to the chest

Hold it, now tell if you legitimate

We loaded for revenue, let's get this shit

And split this shit for three days, count it three ways

****, fuck what he say, having heat pays

It's all about the thoroughbred, top choice with the voice

That keep crutch moist

Mr. Short Khop expected the truest

Dare you **** step to us, I stay connected till death do us

You're living so trife, you need Jesus in your life

I'm living so trife, I need Jesus in my life

You're living so trife, you need Jesus in your life

I'm living so trife, I need Jesus in my life

Limos, demos and bimbos

I'm only fucking with the limos, demos and bimbos

I'm living so trife, I need Jesus

The alley was pitch black, I'm in the back of this black 'Lac

These fuckers pull up in an Ac'

They don't understand the impact

Two thousand dollar, three-piece suit, can you spend that?

They call me Don Mega

'Cause I'm down to play a double-header in stormy weather

Superstar, goddamn them **** got me

Stop the car and blast the paparazzi

You're living so trife, you need Jesus in your life

I'm living so trife, I need Jesus in my life

You're living so trife, you need Jesus in your life

I'm living so trife, I need Jesus in my life

Limos, demos and bimbos

I'm only fucking with the limos, demos and bimbos

I'm living so trife, I need Jesus