Last of the Dinosaur - Cricet, Suga Free

I’m finna sit down and take a shot of mud

And think about how good it felt to parole and get on the Greyhound bus to

Clairemont California dog

Now the tongue is a sword, Pimping feels so good

You gone hate me when I pop this mothafuckin P so explosive see?

There’s some women out there, but they limited

And I could talk all night about bein a pimp but you ain’t gon get it

Here comes something else that came out, I’m finna take yo ass so deep

You gon' take seaweed for the rest of your life and be glad Suga Free came out

The last of the dinosaur

When a pimp pimp to his last breath and can’t pimp no more

Hoe here you go!

Don’t sit up there and tell me you didn’t do it

Bitch, cause I seen you with out the corner of my eye with my peripheral!

Oh you laughing?, Hoe I’ll tell your

Boyfriend you a prostitute, look bitch, so I’m asking

«Ay homie, Fuck Suga Free let’s kill him», «Naw dog

Stall him out I just broke up with my bitch, now I feel him»

I’ll prolly knock some bitches to this (last of a

Dinosaur!) (last of a

Dinosaur)

Naw I won’t make em like me no more

I prolly get some pussy for this

(Last of a dinosaur!), (last of a

Dinosaur!) ay cricket!

Sing that shit

Now we all know we can’t live with em & can’t live without em

It’s time to loc up n choke up the game and just finally talk about em

Wassup dago, cricket, I like that, that beat was money

And mainstream gon play me ask Bandit & Lil Bandit they my buddies

Four two to the front, for the niggas that shot

Lil Bandit I hope the Damus in the penn kill you punk

See I’m an ex-con, & if Tone tell me to do it

You best believe I’m a chalk mine up homie cause I’m a consider it done

Fuck that Black tone I’m FIRED UP, said somebody slipped

And willy tripped & chubbs told you that me & Ted was tied up

To begin with it’s LaneWay, bing bang bing

Act up Tone would make one phonecall & our our phones would ring

Ay cricket, nigga I could

Tell these niggas 30 times & they still won’t get it

Wassup Dago, wassup Pomona, Wassup Compton?

Whassup long Beach?, Wassup y’all, Suga Free

So you say a pimp is soft as cotton, rollin on Tony Braxton spokes

The type of nigga that be sittin there tellin Michael Jackson jokes

I didn’t ask for this bitch, hoe it fell my lap

I spit some game to Tony Lane & he gave me some dap

They call me Goodguy, Bitch you the bottom

But pimpin gon always be at the the top of this here food gain

E-forty fonzie Eathy, Bet Beela tell

You I’m off that window-pane doin one eecky feethty

And it’s gon snap all through the bay, so I want all ya’ll

Bitches to pull out your titties right now & say «suga Free boombyeyay!»

Something tell me Big Von that you ain’t gon see me swell

Overlookin water at the prison, bumpin KMEL

If Fillmoe leave me who we got?

I want Gangsta Brown & Tony Lane & Chubbs to carry my plot

Magazine in San Pablo is just like Holt

Go to the Bay & get some game, what you staying there for?

I’ll prolly knock a hoe to this (last of a

Dinosaur!) (last of a

Dinosaur)