The Bomb (feat. Marty Mula)

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Mhm Prince
Hey... Tell yo nigga that y'all done
Tick tick tick I'm the bomb
5 4 3 2 I'm the one
Hold on, Chico, Mike Vick, tell em run
Hey... Say I been with the shit
Red light, run through get hit
Bullseye got aim can't miss
And I got 2 sticks, it's Mr. and Mrs. Smith
Get neck, then skate, kick flip
No dates I pimp don't trick
You late, you failed, no chips
Now he worried bout his bitch cuz I'm fucking up her grip
Hey.. I said it's on, I'm that man but y'all got me in my zone
Penthouse got me higher than a drone
And I'm fucking on these twins would've thought I had a clone
Get the f*ck up out my my phone with that fake shit
Man I hate niggas Uncle Ruckus, no relation
I'm playing, I'm a cool nigga, AC hit
But coming at me wrong, get you popped like bacon
Ain't no gimme this motherfucker, I'm taking it
Might paint ya whip but paintballs ain't what I'm spraying
When I get to bussing they gon drop like they planking
Call that boy a soulja cuz he always trynna crank shit
I ain't shit, but I had to get it out the basement
Opps like bad kids nigga finna spank em
Running from the pole Forrest Gump, Tom
Hanking
I'm sum like the greatest like that nigga Frosted Flaking
Hold on, speaking on my name stop it
I ain't even gotta aim, I got a rocket
Wilt Chamb in this bitch I got 100
Got the Cannon like I'm Nick and this mf drumming
Hey... Tell yo nigga that y'all done
Tick tick tick I'm the bomb
5 4 3 2 I'm the one
Hold on, Chico, Mike Vick, tell em run
Hey... Say I been with the shit
Red light, run through get hit
Bullseye got aim can't miss
And I got 2 sticks, it's Mr. and Mrs. Smith
Get neck, then skate, kick flip
No dates I pimp don't trick
You late, you failed, no chips
Now he worried bout his bitch cuz I'm fucking up her grip
Hey... I said it's on, I'm that man but y'all got me in my zone
Penthouse got me higher than a drone
And I'm fucking on these twins would've thought I had a clone
Aye look, tick tick on yo wrist that ain't it
Called Chief and he said this is it
More ice, know you pissed I'm the shit
And yo bitch told me that she Will like Smith
Bitch I'm sum like Bin Laden, 9/11 I'm the bomb
And he struggling with his pockets, steady begging for a loan
I just treat her like a dog so she only get a bone
Niggas acting like my shadow really wanna be my clone
I'm fresh then a bitch, got more drip than a activist
Fly as the f*ck like I hang with the mannequins
And we got more gas than a motherfucking cannabis
In a whip full of hoes on the road like I'm trafficking
Do the math, we got more bands and some drums
Add it up and tell y'all nigga that y'all done
Niggas clicking with the opps, they some bums
How the f*ck it's 10 of y'all and y'all still ain't worth a hun
Hey... Tell yo nigga that y'all done
Tick tick tick I'm the bomb
5 4 3 2 I'm the one
Hold on, Chico, Mike Vick, tell em run
Hey... Say I been with the shit
Red light, run through get hit
Bullseye got aim can't miss
And I got 2 sticks, it's Mr. and Mrs. Smith
Get neck, then skate, kick flip
No dates I pimp don't trick
You late, you failed, no chips
Now he worried bout his bitch cuz I'm fucking up her grip
Hey... I said it's on, I'm that man but y'all got me in my zone
Penthouse got me higher than a drone
And I'm fucking on these twins would've thought I had a clone

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