Lyrics:
the goons 'round me
And yeah I rep my city, bitch
I'm from Dade County
[Flo-Rida]
Ayy!
Don't you for I really get 'em up throw 'em up, who ya wanna be?
That's what about rep that A-P-T's
Dope-Boy, just call me a Doe Boy
I'm that international boy, Flo-Rida fo' sho boy
Triple C's the second, I get it fo'
Well tell em who ya is shawty)
Don Dadda, Donk Rida
(See what did, I said, imma go and get me a ill nigga who kno bout muthafuckin chevys, inside
Yo-yo homeboy, pass me dat
Yo, this is the song I wrote for the girl I love.
Her name, Mary Jane
Saggin' my dickies, smoke like a hippy
Smell
Yo-yo homeboy, pass me dat
Yo, this is the song I wrote for the girl I love.
Her name, Mary Jane
Saggin' my dickies, smoke like a hippy
Smell
Yo-yo homeboy, pass me dat
Yo, this is the song I wrote for the girl I love.
Her name, Mary Jane
Saggin' my dickies, smoke like a hippy
Smell
harder. Gripping like a bag chaser, and it’s all Prada. I be in my zone like blue collar. Wild one whistle like I’m fucking Flo Rida. Under the water never
a slug foe every mug dat wanna look at me evil
And got a clutch foe all fake thugs and scandalous people.
If you test Dre it's suicide. Lyrical drive by
you on a setback, bounce like a jet pack
Promises and guaranties by modern day pharisees
They use familiarity to push peculiarity
Bubblin' hot, trouble
a nigga reach
My dogs will bite you and guess who the nigga leash
I was once told by my nigga Meach
You feed a sucka' he just grow to be a bigger leach
a n**** reach
My dogs will bite you and guess who the n**** leash
I was once told by my n**** Meach
You feed a sucka' he just grow to be a bigger leach
who’s the deadliest
This is the first joint we wrote
Speaking of joints
Ima hit this blunt real quick before I sing the first note.
Fettuccine:
I’m
a nigga reach
My dogs will bite you and guess who the nigga leash
I was once told by my nigga Meach
You feed a sucka' he just grow to be a bigger leach
but you're my girl I'm your guy
There's some things we don't agree on, but not enough to say goodbye
I wanna live my best life, I wanna be by your side
can call it that
Shawty slim but still call it fat
Come here girl gimme all of dat
He a chatter boul, we don’t fuck with scrap
Send a ladder, aim it
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