Who I Be
Yeah it's Rasaq boy (Get throwed)
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Yeah nigga
They don't know who I be
Who I be It's Rasaq fool
Big chrome running shoes
5th wheel behind you
Big grill in front of you
Who I be
Color Changing under you
Silver coat under blue 22's coming thru
Call me platinum plus
Hopping out the Cadillac bus
In my low tipping 4's
Like I'm gone off that tus
Got tennis shoes under
My dripping new Hummer
Carrots in my mouth
Rocks round as a cucumber
The 2004 color changing on the doors
Trunk bang and glow like I'm banging on ya door
Dripped up and down leather on my spine
Candy Brougham look like 2 cars combined
Plasma screens showing
From the front and behind
Headrest dashboard
I'm ma pull us around
The boys on the streets say
Rasaq is the answer
Cuz the candy road master
Look like a jolly rancher
If I was you I'd be hating me too
Cuz I'm sitting sideways like a PlayStation 2
Vacation for 2 off the lake in Peru
Girls riding P P private planes when they flew
When they acheww excuse me I had to sneeze
Cuz after the breeze is my allergies
Rims blowing in the wind I'm sitting as throw'd as him
Toting a toast up in the butter that I'm posted in
I'm ma plastic surgeon I'm changing myself a skin
When the beef is open all you see is a cobra trim
I take that back all you see is a gold grin
Big grown men in my mouth when it's frozen
When I ride slab I let the U.S know
They mistake the foreign for a U F O
I never seen that before my lac is low
Neons on the back 'll glow that's fa'sho
They call my 4-do the Oprah show
Look in the seats man it's mostly hoes
Squatting low on 4's mostly vogues
I'm ma slow poke with spokes and bo's
When I come down trunk open close
Woman on my hood posing dough
Do bands on my door just to hold the fold
I'm ma hog lanes like I stole the road
Who I be it's Rasaq fool
Big chrome running shoes
5th wheel behind you
Big grill in front of you
Who I be
Color Changing under you
Silver coat under blue 22's coming thru