THIS IS MY MUSIC

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Pitch the rock,mike Vick ,swag so sick

Ho's,got a list,but I gotta pick

Word preads fast that your knees spread quick

Saying fuck a nigga,quick,quick

and whack hoes hating on key out in public

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

But it seems like a scene outta flick

I grew up on curcuit boys and go-go music

If his bitch insist on getting sick

Skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

She wanna tear mail down thrown stacks quick

Thinck legs,bigole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Soul music in the air notin but blue,baling hard but but balling so on

them pretty shoes

Ohoooh,oh,oh,oh,ohoooh

This is is my music,and it my turn to spin it