[Verse 1: Golden Boy]
What a day
Covered in a dame on another son's arm bone
To leg, looked great
Hey, look, yo, why she got a date
When I first scoped her, Gold can't catch a break
Even pro sculptors couldn't get her frame right
Plus the way light played off her dress
Baby, extra tight
She don't know it, rollin with professors like GQ
And really need a dude who spike EQs
I'm silent but my eyes said "me and you"
Smiling at a motherfuckers wife, be true
So I loved and lost, and it's just 1 o'clock
Waiting for the bus to cross
I puff dutchie, jaywalked
Yeah I'm a crazy fuck and half expect the cops to bum rush me
I gotta pick up something
Insider's brother done asked me to run to the liqs
For the young clique
We used to play tricks with pink dot
Say the six pack's for my pops to drink
Bottles of twinklin' champagne swing through the aisle
Seek slowly, oh, cheap pony keg O'Keefe's
Same place I was caught with a phony I.D
Way back, like before he was nineteen
And ho please, they just tryna buy Kokanees
And get live, now that I'm of age I provide aid
[Chorus]
(Oh) If you a sinner
(Yup) Broken the law
(Whoa) Get them hands up
(Oh) You bustin' out
(Yup) Ain't going back
(Nope) Make that ass move
(Oh) If you a sinner
(Yup) Broken the law
(Whoa) Get them hands up
(Oh) You bustin' out
(Yup) Ain't going back
(Nope) Make that ass move
[Verse 2]
Grabbed what I needed to get, and now I jet
Before I'm mad tempted to reach for the Moet
Settle up
They looking at me funny cuz I bought a twenty pack of Wildcats And 12 coolers with metal money
Who you think the fool is, I'm only stealin'
Two fifty off top, ain't even paying for my fuel kid
Complete the drop
Got a beep readin', "meet us at the weed spot"
Yo it's Red Team and Ricky
But I ain't tryin see my whole week shot
Head feeling heavy, rather get sex out of wedlock
Bet later I'll regret not payin for some beverages
Liqs in the west close at seven, it's six, ain't it
Hot day it was, gravitated under gray summer
Skies to the summons place
As tradition states, it was Mac's Milk once
Up the hill son, it's super fuckin' ill that they replaced it
Some real young biddies at the ice cream shop
And it's prolly not legal but I'd hit it
Tonight she's saucin', looks like it might be a hype evening
In the long sunlight season
On the streetside, waiting for my Red Team
Schemes like weighin' each scene within my head
See it needs work but my creed is cert
If you gonna regret it then don't do it
If it ain't wrong, get to it
[Sample]
And she oddly right
I'm livin' a ungodly life
And she oddly right
I'm livin' a ungodly life
[Chorus]
(Oh) If you a sinner
(Yup) Broken the law
(Whoa) Get them hands up
(Oh) You bustin' out
(Yup) Ain't going back
(Nope) Make that ass move
(Oh) If you a sinner
(Yup) Broken the law
(Whoa) Get them hands up
(Oh) You bustin' out
(Yup) Ain't going back
(Nope) Make that ass move
[Outro: Sample & Golden Boy]
And she oddly right
I'm livin' a ungodly life
Get that ass shakin'
And she oddly right
I'm livin' a ungodly life
And she oddly right
I'm livin' a ungodly life
And she oddly right
I'm livin' a ungodly life
And she oddly right
I'm livin' a ungodly life
I can't hold a 9 to 5
But I can hold some Bacardi Light