You were there so you say Your fake as fuck so go away Plastic - part-time poser Plastic - part-time loser Plastic - part-time poser Plastic - part-time
actin stunt my glock packed a punch Or have em catch em when send the pinebox Leave your head wrapped up months, while I passed the blunt To my niggas
Gotta Say Proof R.I.P Thats For Em The 40 Oz Spillin Thats For Him I Got The System In The Bently On Blast For Him I Go Bananas Like Plastic Timbs And
get down like that Sick, Thicker than most of these tricks I got my mind on makin money but you stuck on these fake bitches I stay blunted, And never
be more lost Gotta believe in somethin', or their would be no laws A ghetto child occasionally blunted in Mansions My cup overflow with Cristal, hundred exotic dancers Niggaz is plastic
ma gurl get in at 1:15 am The guitar's cryin right now Just a couple things goin on in my life, you know [Verse 1] Brim leanin, cup tilted, blunt flickin
Coupe thru traffic Rush hour GT Bent' roof is absent Ya bitch present wit the music blastin And she keep askin how it shoot if its plastic I tell her
sweats What gets the real time wondering where Aaliyah at I got a wife that watch another girl give me neck Fix my lunch with plastic wrap up on my pita
is more than just a song dog [Chorus - 2X] [Verse 2: DJ Paul] I put the peddle to the medal then stop Point it out the window boy a big ol plastic glock
Machines replace our minds for systematic profit plans The course of human progress staggers like a drunk Its steps are quick and heavy and its mind is slow and blunt
the legend of masked kid Shoot out the speakers when my guns get jurassic Superbad, who am I? Dolemite classic The vandal's back, hands on Angela Bassett I handle my plastic
rap (ain't about this rap) Bitch niggaz getting hit in the front (in the front) I give a fuck bitch you can hit the blunt (hit the blunt) And everyday
motherfucka, stay drunk as a motherfucka [Verse One: Kaine] I'm gonna stand there and protest, my nerves is bad And say I gave a wedding ring threw a plastic
I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long
shit to me, you a hoe in fifth degree, a discharge from a dick Disease, you lil' maggot, part time thug for a faggot Plastic ass chump, you don't want
, motherfucker The Roller Coaster Malpractice (Stop, stop, stop, stop) Let's trip the night fantastic I'm flexible, they used to call me plastic These
t where you from, it's about where you at Put you're shit away, you could get stomped for that Yo, you want that hardcore? Then ask for DOC Only class I passed Was blunts and acid watch Call me the powder inside the plastic
