XL Mag Lyrics

My mama told me that you always gotta do it right

Interpretation, shit on all these fuck niggas for life

But do it silently, you gotta give glory Christ

I'm on the road, but that don't mean the devil don't entice

My nigga shoot the three ball, just like Glenn Rice

I like my bitches bad, pink nails and fiesty

But keep it humble hoe, when XL mad you gotta go

XL Mag on the floor, Ima dump it on you hoe

Like the feces I'm swiping up them CC's

Like a little child that piss, I call it pee-pee

And I got a French bitch, all she say is wee-wee

And she want the wee-wee (Ugh, ugh)

You duckin' and dodgin' and fuckin' around let me know if you want the smoke

I tell her turn around, then I make her touch her toes (Ugh)

Smack the bitch around, then I rip her pantyhose (Ugh, ugh)

Sliding in a fishbowl, shades on, cuz I don't got no tints on it

Step on every opponent

Step on every opponent

Step on every opponent (Ugh)

Step on every opponent

Step on every opponent

My mama told me that you always gotta do it right

Interpretation, shit on all these fuck niggas for life

But do it silently, you gotta give glory Christ

I'm on the road, but that don't mean the devil don't entice

My nigga shoot the three ball, just like Glenn Rice

I like my bitches bad, pink nails and fiesty

But keep it humble hoe, when XL mad you gotta go

XL Mag on the floor, Ima dump it on you hoe