Pure White

[Intro - King Xann]
Man, what it do man. It's your boy Young Hoobie. I'm sipping on that good right now man. I'm with my brother Word Play. Alright, let's get it, let's get it

[Verse 1 - King Xann]
I got some niggas that'll put you in the dirt
Other niggas that'll put you on a shirt
I don't got to write, I just try to fight
If you didn't know this is a freestyle verse
Yeah nigga I still go to church, Celebration City all on my shirt
I got my Henny & I got my Remy
Try and aim at me, I'm shooting at you first
Yeah nigga I'm still going crazy, die bitch I get into her panties daily
I got a white bitch I think her name was Bailey
Snow bunnies time, are you fucking lil' lady
Word Play said he need a song for his tape
Talk shit to me I'll slap you in your face
Pure white is the song that get your sensories straight
Word Play up next tune in to the race!

[Verse 2 - Word Play]
I know niggas that be selling all that (pure white cocaine)
I know niggas that be doing all that (pure white cocaine)
I got a plug from high school and he got that (pure white cocaine)
Got a white girl so white that I call her (pure white cocaine)
Johnny Deep with the Blow, Al Pacino with the coke
Pure white is what they sell and I got some niggas that move that dope
I don't do that though, I only smoke that dro
Pop a molly a few times and pour some dirty Sprite down my throat
In Atlanta they got that coke, hide the strap up in they coat
They ain't on a diet, but they got that coke
Sureños sell that Ike Turner, and I coped that shit from Wiz and Berner
Called Pablo and he in Gardena. “Ay homes, I got that cocaína”

[Verse 3 - King Xann]
Word Play said he know a guy selling coke
I ain't the plug but I'm always selling dope
I'm high as a kite I ain't landing this flight
When I come back down it's a helluva night
Always got money man I'm getting shit right
How you gon act got your feelings all night
Young Hoobie I'm the nigga that got your bitch on me
And I ain't even trying to fight!