(feat. Mocha)

Mocha takin' over [scratchin]
It be [scratching]
Check what I'm hittin 'em wit' [scratching]

Mamasita
[Mase] And we gonna riiiise

What, uh huh
Yeah
Come on
What, what
Nigga
Nigga
Nigga

Niggas lock doors, rock 4's, Top Floor
They drop more hits and shit, they lock core's
Catching me out of state, with lot's of steaks
And a lotta weights
Sea green Prada minks
I put away for tomorrow's snakes
You can borrow cakes
You dealing with that fluffy wife, who got a baby
What do you take me, ya'll just shakey
Like bakery's, we get cake and ya'll flakey
It's Mocha on the joint, you know it's bound to be hot
And it's better octa's, cause the sound that I got
In the town's I stop, just lounging the drop
Don't get found that you rock, on the round to the shop
You don't cop what I cop, you don't cock what I cock
You don't drop what I drop, you don't got what I got
Yo, during the tour, niggas born to floss
We cop on the spot, you ask how much that cost

Yo
Top Floor
What
That's it
Craig-G, heh heh
What
Come on