If The World Was Mine

Written by t. quaites & p. alexander

7, 11, 6 & 4

They all score

Yeah. mutha-fuckin jazzy fae

Got me in line at 1:12

All high & shit

Huh

Thinkin about

What if the world was mine? 

Itd be on in this mutha-fucka.

Check it out.

I been thinkin since the capital

Luck saw a baby

Kinda feel natural

Triple lights on the crap table

7, 11, 6 & 4

They all score

And every woman is a stripper

So you can tip her

Dont let it get ya

Feel free to take her home wit ya

Id be in all the motion pictures

And every rip Im messin wit

Be a ten on the real shit

And real niggas wouldnt have to try to be

Do I would never never

Actin violently

And even if you didnt ride wit me

You could still get high wit me

If the world was mine

(chorus)

You would never have to leave the sunshine

And everbodyd be free to smoke weed wit us

Shouldnt even have to deal wit one time

Too many whips so we aint got time

If the world was mine

Id roll a baby blue 64

Wit all my niggas down front wit they dubs up

All night

Call all the thugs & round em up

And tell em all to come to my show

If the world was mine

I take a puff so I can meditate

Bump down the street & niggas wouldnt playa hate

This are tickets for the na-nas

My own recliner

Whats the matter wit ya eyes? 

Aint ya high enough? 

Cali weed make em both swell

So quit talkin

And blaze one up

You in the middle of a world-wide mission to get paid enough

Is the last nigga brave enough? 

His ass got ate up

His whip got laid up

She had to pay up

My mind was made up

And stayed up

I took 17 beats & laced em up

Wit a plot to blow the place up

If the world was mine

(chorus)

If I ruled the world

Block parties wit the mexicans

Dominos wit the best of dem

Black lex, purple pearl

In the city wit my next of kin

Doin lotsa shoppin

Its poppin

We wont stoppin

til the loot runs out

But its my shit

So that wont happen

Guaranteed to have ya all screamin & clappin

On a high that lasts ya all night

If the world was mine

(chorus - 3x)