Enough Talkin'

I say get up bet my pole, gon' switch you down

I don't need a clique, but I still run with the east side of town

All these niggas talkin' bout they be movin bows, but I move pounds

Put this drak up to your face, I let it blow you hit the ground that's ona east Nigga

They done got him mad, he been up for some days, up on some demon shit still ridin' round with the pole, I leave you cold just like a peppermint

Niggas talkin' bout that, they get some money can't show me a president

I'll leave a nigga dead, right in front of

His residence

I still hit the plug just for the low, tell him I need a lick

I was in that field for days, I up my pole, love squeezin' it

Told her I know what can solve this problem so I just feed her dick