Back in the game, nigga, it don't stop Everytime I turn my back the bitch caught me robbin' Not a little but a lot, so I need this shit Put it back on the track like I bleed a bitch And I know it's more money in the club but fuck it I'm an old school nigga with the shit, I love it Knockin' hoes ain't perfect, internet, don't trust it Last time I hit Vegas knocked a bitch from Russia Patrice like Russian', 'cause she foreign and thuggin' Specially it turned out, had to hold blushin' Sean make the percussion homie I just rap If she sellin' that pussy then I need my cash Keep a full bottle o' Polly if she do it too fast I'm a real live nigga baby straight from the jump Stay with the damn peace, mama raised no punk Fody on my lab when I'm ridin' this tub Was midnight Party lights Don't worry 'bout it Just come on in All around me Party lights I was uptight And moved onsight They made you be set free Don't worry 'bout it Just come on in