Brad Jordan (feat. Michael Da Vinci)
Yo now it's just me, my ***** Mikey D, gettin' throwed
We was bangin' out some Masta P, on the road
I prefer my word with platinum teeth, maybe gold
They don't like it when you come direct, well ****, but Spottie bold
Tell them hoes they better come correct, cause I ****
My momma told me we no 'ceptin' any memberships, no adding losses
I won't step up in your dealership until I'm flossin'
We no flexy with the funk, add a blessing to that punk
Damn, I got a son he on the way, but that's my baby
I've been spittin' like it's crack or some, like since the 80's
I was born I think in '91, that mean I'm chosen
When I slide back through your hood, *****, just have a frozen, *****

Yeah, Goddamn, feel like I'm Brad Jordan
Goddamn, my man, feel like I'm Brad Jordan
Scarface somethin', like I'm Brad Jordan
Feel like I'm the ****in', feel like I'm Brad Jordan
Two ****boys in a busted-ass rental
In Houston, OPM on them ***** ass ******
Feel like I'm Brad, Jordan
Two ****boys in a busted-ass rental

Now you would think I work from South Park, grindin', always makin' trouble
Grippin', on another level, motha****a
I feel like droppin' classics, like the rucker
And rappers be too passive

It's just me, my brother Spottie, *****, sit low
I've been drinkin' since my momma called, around 4
****** asking me too many questions, ****in' throwed
Rob Da Vinci, Mike December we was losing, now we winnin'
Can I sport a couple in this, play for bucks, that Brandon Jennings
Wear your crown and your pocket, or that ****'ll come up missin'
You that ***** but the misses, eat a **** and mind ya business
This for all my Eastside ****** who be eating, do no sleeping
For their seedlin', never go to parties even if it is the weekend
And shout-out to the women who be faithful to their pimpin'
And shout-out to them haters who be all up in their feelins
And shout-out to my daddy, I'mma buy your ass a Bentley

Yeah, Goddamn, feel like I'm Brad Jordan
Goddamn, my man, feel like I'm Brad Jordan
Scarface somethin', like I'm Brad Jordan
Feel like I'm the ****in', feel like I'm Brad Jordan
Two ****boys in a busted-ass rental
In Houston, OPM on them ***** ass ******
Feel like I'm Brad, Jordan
Two ****boys in a busted-ass rental

Now you would think I work from South Park, grindin', always makin' trouble
Grippin', on another level, motha****a
I feel like droppin' classics, like the rucker
And rappers be too passive

A bunch of bustas
I'm on everybody's asses, and this the notice
And I ain't even tryin', ho, did you notice?
And this the standard, uh ****in' bogus, uh
You ****in' rappers, uh, it's just me and my ***** Mike D
Two ****boys in a busted-ass rental
In Houston, OPM on them ***** ass ******
Two ****boys in a busted-ass rental
In Houston, OPM on them ***** ass ******

I swear
Lemme get a peach Faygo
Bring the mutha****in' frozen through *****, man I told you so
Ay yo, the peach, the peach, the peach and not in the, what they call it, the cans *****
Not that can ****, not that can ****
Not the cans, I want a bottle *****
Get the bottle from **********in' right through the Wilcox Tunnel
Bring that bottle right through there
That peach kind? That peach kind
Tell that ***** to bring me a strawberry kiwi, bring me a motha****in' frozen
I need, I need one of those three for one bags of Flamin' Hot Cheetos
I prefer if you bought the popcorn
The popcorn, the popcorn
And if you can't bring the popcorn, bring the motha****in' hot fries
And if you can't bring the hot fires, go ahead and bust that five out
And bring me some Mapco chicken *****
Yeah, slam dunk and some Mapco