Pots and Pans (Explicit)

Pots and Pans (Explicit) - Rick Ross/J Rock

All I need is bakin soda

Some pots and pans

Little ice up what i can

Chick at home sayin

I'm no good

F**k that I'm gettin out the hood

All I need is bakin soda

Some pots and pans

Little ice up what i can

Chick at home sayin

I'm no good

F**k that I'm gettin out the hood

What started as a nickel rock

Took 22 months now

I'm tryna get a block

F**k football

I'm goin down another path

Couldn't past the test

To tell the truht

I couldn't f**k with math

I did get a shcolarship

But I blew that

Got high got a ticket

And I flew back

To the hell zone most straps

Stand 20 shell toes

Get life on yo cell phone

Quarter key box of soda

Ross whip that

Career criminal fa' sho'

Ross with that

Had to pull my pants up

Boy get them brands up

Daddy got some cancer

I never had the chance to

Tell him all my plans

To let em' f**k a danca

Smokin w**d and Amsterm Dam

With his grandson

Why he passed on me

My last homie

I went and bought a bird

F**k I want some cash homie

All I need is bakin soda

Some pots and pans

Little ice up what i can

Chick at home sayin

I'm no good

F**k that I'm gettin out the hood

All I need is bakin soda

Some pots and pans

Little ice up what i can

Chick at home sayin

I'm no good

F**k that I'm gettin out the hood

I never wrote a ni**a coat tail

Made her took a d**e sell

F**k it ni**a oh wells

Smokin on that classified

Rollin in that lac' of mine

Know my mind stay numb

To the world half the time

Thinkin bout land rover

Damn near was f**ked up

Found him in the trunk

With another dude f**ked up

The world f**ked up

That's why I'm f**ked up

Don't get f**ked up

F**k with me ya f**ked up

B**ch I'ma ride b**ch I'ma die

When I holla 305 b**ch

That's on my life

Got a 40 in the car

A choppa in the crib

The grenades down the street

You gotta get it how you live

I know niggas turn 1 into 2

And they do what they do

And boy them thangs move

Fishscale get the big mail

In the room full of work

In case they came when they inhale

All I need is bakin soda

Some pots and pans

Little ice up what i can

Chick at home sayin

I'm no good

F**k that I'm gettin out the hood

All I need is bakin soda

Some pots and pans

Little ice up what i can

Chick at home sayin

I'm no good

F**k that I'm gettin out the hood

It's time for me to cash in laughin

Like Martin in an Aston Martin

When I park it I can see ya

B**ch heartbeat

So roll out the red carpet

Roll up the purple sh*t

Black navigator flew

Gotta shut ya f**kin mouth

Don't ever take the smooth

Thinkin of a greater way

To build a greater flow

I hope she got some great head

That's how I grade a hoe

White beamer in the hood

Shining like a star

Look this half a key go to the club

And I'ma buy the bar

Do it twice a week f**kin b**ches

On the other nights

Promise E class

We'll never miss another fight

Hundred in the bag 5 birds

I'ma grab

Turn em' into 8 keep me

A clean half

Bakin soda in the work

Works wonderful

Ya see ya dream come true

Cuz I'm the truth

All I need is bakin soda

Some pots and pans

Little ice up what i can

Chick at home sayin

I'm no good

F**k that I'm gettin out the hood

All I need is bakin soda

Some pots and pans

Little ice up what i can

Chick at home sayin

I'm no good

F**k that I'm gettin out the hood