PA, PA, and I keep yelling it
But y'all don't hear me though
On the cool, I'm trying to tell it be
The place where I be laying low
Lamping in my hometown
Niggas ain't trippin' so I get's
To keep my chrome down
And I be dippin' around the
Spots where the niggas pass
Swishas, serving to the fiends
Bitches calling me
Mr big Bun, snatching checks from your momma
Making dollars, hoes holla
Hustling bring ya drama
Uh, but I don't sweat it fool
I come from where the best ride
Ain't no punks where I'm from
On that west side
PA nigga, a lil town with big nuts
Where outta town motherfuckers lose they
Life on the cuts
But we ain't trippin', pass that dipplin'
It's gonna be all right
Soon as I get fried tonight
Yeah bitch, I got ya ho
But ho I'll break ya knees
Full of Dom Perignon, and water for the Gs

It's Dom Perignon - It's supposed to bubble

Well I'm Pimp C, bitch
I'm smoking big fat dank
I don't fuck around no mo
With that god damn drank
But every time I get with my nigga Big Mike
We go and get a bottle of that Dom all nice
I got that green monster baby
Can you buy that?
Plus I got Swisha Sweet for days
You wanna try that? I roll em up so big and
Fat they look like ball bats
I live in P-A T, the east side, nigga
San Jac these laws be trippin cause they
Think I'm selling much crack
They just can't stand to see
A nigga roll in Cadillac
But I bought it cash and I don't
Think that you can take it back
I feel like Goldie every day I
Think I'm living the Mack
And I ain't trippin flippin then switches
Taking a trip to the 'Backs
'Cause my nigga D called me and said
That bitch was gonna be packed

Yeah bitch, I got ya ho, but ho
I'll break ya knees
Full of Dom Perignon and water for the Gs

It's Dom Perignon - It's supposed to bubble

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): B. SMITH, BERNARD JAMES FREEMAN, CHAD L. BUTLER, DONALD HEPBURN