They say I bang
They never toy with me
Royal from the crown to my fucking feet
They say talk that talk
Walk but please avoid the streets
Lock the jar, lock the door
Avoid the speech
Cos once you speak
Bullshit reek like oil leak
Pop a pill, cop a feel
Rock the least
How the fuck you do that in them denim jeans?
All these bars, no police
Whee-ooh whee-ooh, whee-ooh whee-ooh
All these bars, no police
Whee-ooh whee-ooh, whee-ooh whee-ooh [pop a zany - free]
All these bars, no police
He calls me copper tone
Smoking ultraviolet
We turn off the phone
I'm in autopilot
Make that disappear
Mr. Copperfield
When we write he bust them tricks
I lean and pop a wheel
Watching brandy sipping brandy