2 Step Stevie (R.L.P.)

I'm in that third lane switchin' Bitches know me as unforgivin' Soon as I fuck 'em, I dump 'em out the whip and start to rippin' Flick my cigar 'cause this playa pimpin' show no love to hoes Gold blades, choppin' up cement wherever Rami goes Swing to the left and, uh Swing to the right (okay) As I push up the Caddy, I'm bumpin' on Tommy Wright And they know they cannot touch me Your girlfriend been tryna fuck me I have been posted at the crib Just smokin', thumbin' through all my money Flossin', candy glossin' Gucci steppin' while I'm walkin', collar-poppin' Boy, you simpin' over bitches, man, I see you sobbin' I don't want your fuckin' guts, get on your knees and start to slobbin' International pimpin', been fuckin' hoes around the world Got me a bitch that speaks the Swahili and a Spanish girl Rose gold playa shit, tailored suits, and gator kicks Open up my mouth, you see the 24K when I spit I let the rims keep spinning I ain't even hop out yet I'm just a real life player Grab the 40 make you 2 step I let the rims keep spinning I ain't even hop out yet I'm just a real life player Grab the 40 make you 2 step Six in the mornin', hit the blunt and I'm zonin' These bitches swarmin', steppin' on my Versace flowin' Candy-coatin', as a youngin, this game was soakin' Swingers pokin', bangin' Screw while I'm out here roamin' Sandman, bring me your dream and them finer things I want a Chevy on Daytons and a choppa with a laser beam I need 'bout three hoes, ones that can fuck and cook for sure And a new speed boat, so I can push the Cali coast This ain't no joke, Rami posted, lookin' for the smoke Aim at your throat, choppa singin', hittin' all the notes Reap what you sow, 'cause, uh, you never know And, uh, times I was thinkin' I'ma keep it thuggin' 'til I go I let the rims keep spinning I ain't even hop out yet I'm just a real life player Grab the 40 make you 2 step I let the rims keep spinning I ain't even hop out yet I'm just a real life player Grab the 40 make you 2 step