White Minks & Gator Sleeves - Stalley

White minks and the gator sleeves

White wine and some Cali trees

White SL with the butter soft seats

A player out and ladies shoutin' «Let me ride please»

As Dr. Dre’s «Let Me Ride» bleeds out the trunk

I’m slumped in my seat, puffin' on a blunt

High as a mountain so I’m thinkin' 'bout a jump

Free fallin', springs fallin', I give 'em what they want

And I parade on the scene like a marchin' band does

shout out, give a hater love

Middle finger dub, that’s two for you cock suckers

I hate niggas who hate niggas, we supposed to be brothas

Menace to society, double cheeseburgers

Get my order, write it down and that’s on my mother

Old dog with new tricks, take fists for loose slips

Don’t talk shit if you been doing this, you mess on my crew since

White minks with the gator sleeves

Lumberjack buttoned up, Jordan threes

All my niggas snuggle up, now what it’ll be?

Straight G’s a bunch on knuckleheads popping trees

Outlaws stuffing jeans with a couple G’s

This is old gold kings, BC jinx

This is old gold kings, BC jinx

This is old gold kings, BC jinx

Straight G’s a bunch on knuckleheads popping trees

Outlaws stuffing jeans with a couple G’s

Nothing average about the way I move

I iron statics with an iron tube

I ain’t chiquer than jewels to be bleak, got moose

To the crews of the alpine to sink in through

My people made us paper weight to spit these jewels

Remarkable rhyming, minds like an eight sided diamond

I illuminate fools, ain’t no rules to the game

So I cruise in the lane as my system booms

Tuning out the rest of the world, in my rearview what’s left of the world

Dress my queen up in leopard and pearls

Fox purse, seats with balling ball squirrels

'68 Camaro, dance apparels, I call it my jungle glass house

I cleaned it up pretty and then let the ass bells puffing on Keisha

Listening to cash out, nigga how I came from a life to being a cash cow

So it’s white minks and gator sleeves when I raps now