R.E.P Lyrics

And I'm runnin' California

Yeah, we back in the west coast

Every time I'm in the streets

I be feeling like I'm Rambo

Yeah, they try to copy me

It's alright if you sample

Running up your set

Bitch, I'm set

And I'm gassin' these

Roll me a blunt and we'll talk some more (okay)

I didn't get out of bed so you could (okay)

Bitch some more (okay that's it I said it too much)

And these bitches they don't know how I feel about em'

I think I'll let 'em know how I really feel about em'

Birthday wishes, didn't think I'd live to see today

Hold up mom

Load em' up

I'm bout to make it rain

Aye, and I cooked up the sample

Better load up the microphone

Ain't no fucking stand, that bitch had to broke

Here I am, and I am broke

And my bank account, probably got like 50 notes

But in the safe I keep the blue hunneds' you gotta rep the set

Yeah you motherfuckers know who to represent

And I'm screaming out my lyrics cause' it feels damn good

Pretty soon, think we could make it to Hollywood

Roll me a blunt and we'll talk some more (ohh)

Didn't get out of bed so you could (they don't know)

Bitch some more (ohh ohh)