Yellow Brick Road
Twelve fifty in all
Put it on the stove
Cook up 'til we ball
Bring us yellow gold yeah
Bring us yellow gold
Bring us so much yellow gold
If we ever lost from home
We follow the yellow brick road
Whippity whippity whippity
Mix the ingredients
Rapidly wickidly
We are the wickid
And living so happily
Profit nine-fifty
Like king of the city
Dealin' daily plastic baggy
Lookin' top heavy
Meet me on eleventh
I'm waiting on you
In my Chevy
Call me anytime you want
You know I got plenty
If I don't answer the phone
It's 'cause I'm in her panties
Legacy legacy legacy
I will make sure that everybody remembers me
By making the babies and making the monies
And all the wonderful memories
Twelve fifty in all
Put it on the stove
Cook up 'til we ball
Bring us yellow gold yeah
Bring us yellow gold
Bring us so much yellow gold
If we ever lost from home
We follow the yellow brick road
Stackin' up my racks tryin' to get back
Flippin' benjamins' with the yellow crack
Doin' whatever make my wallet fat
Gotta bounce back like an alley cat
Callin' damnit now where you at
I got a fat sack
The streets are hot
And they are being patrolled
So hot on fire we're uncontrolled
It'll never get cold
Call it yellow brick road
Tippin' and a sippin'
Up on that whiskey
in my whip I'm rippin'
Up your street I'm whippin'
And a creepin' and a swingin'
And a dealin' on your street
It's just me the Reaper Man
A doin' daily reapin'
And a flippin' and a stackin' up on that money
say screw the twenties
I'm lookin' for the hundreds
I can get the quarters
And turn them into ounces
take them benjamins'
And flip them to the thousands
Smackin' and a packin' up on that booty
She blew my weed away
Her nickname is Tooty
Now Tooty had a booty
That was very nice rounded
You know I got down there
And ate that sugar cookie
Twelve fifty in all
Put it on the stove
Cook up 'til we ball
Bring us yellow gold yeah
Bring us yellow gold
Bring us so much yellow gold
If we ever lost from home
We follow the yellow brick road
Stackin' up my racks tryin' to get back
Flippin' benjamins' with the yellow crack
Doin' whatever make my wallet fat
Gotta bounce back like an alley cat
Callin' damnit now where you at
I got a fat sack
The streets are hot
And they are being patrolled
So hot on fire we're uncontrolled
It'll never get cold
Call it yellow brick road
Put it on the stove
Cook up 'til we ball
Bring us yellow gold yeah
Bring us yellow gold
Bring us so much yellow gold
If we ever lost from home
We follow the yellow brick road
Whippity whippity whippity
Mix the ingredients
Rapidly wickidly
We are the wickid
And living so happily
Profit nine-fifty
Like king of the city
Dealin' daily plastic baggy
Lookin' top heavy
Meet me on eleventh
I'm waiting on you
In my Chevy
Call me anytime you want
You know I got plenty
If I don't answer the phone
It's 'cause I'm in her panties
Legacy legacy legacy
I will make sure that everybody remembers me
By making the babies and making the monies
And all the wonderful memories
Twelve fifty in all
Put it on the stove
Cook up 'til we ball
Bring us yellow gold yeah
Bring us yellow gold
Bring us so much yellow gold
If we ever lost from home
We follow the yellow brick road
Stackin' up my racks tryin' to get back
Flippin' benjamins' with the yellow crack
Doin' whatever make my wallet fat
Gotta bounce back like an alley cat
Callin' damnit now where you at
I got a fat sack
The streets are hot
And they are being patrolled
So hot on fire we're uncontrolled
It'll never get cold
Call it yellow brick road
Tippin' and a sippin'
Up on that whiskey
in my whip I'm rippin'
Up your street I'm whippin'
And a creepin' and a swingin'
And a dealin' on your street
It's just me the Reaper Man
A doin' daily reapin'
And a flippin' and a stackin' up on that money
say screw the twenties
I'm lookin' for the hundreds
I can get the quarters
And turn them into ounces
take them benjamins'
And flip them to the thousands
Smackin' and a packin' up on that booty
She blew my weed away
Her nickname is Tooty
Now Tooty had a booty
That was very nice rounded
You know I got down there
And ate that sugar cookie
Twelve fifty in all
Put it on the stove
Cook up 'til we ball
Bring us yellow gold yeah
Bring us yellow gold
Bring us so much yellow gold
If we ever lost from home
We follow the yellow brick road
Stackin' up my racks tryin' to get back
Flippin' benjamins' with the yellow crack
Doin' whatever make my wallet fat
Gotta bounce back like an alley cat
Callin' damnit now where you at
I got a fat sack
The streets are hot
And they are being patrolled
So hot on fire we're uncontrolled
It'll never get cold
Call it yellow brick road
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