Lyrics:
jus walk like a threat
That bitch got hit right by a bus can't wait to see which one next
I get bands off computers I'm in love wit my check
I get bands
the bar up, later on tear the car up
Flip a new one by the mornin', nigga back crunk
Good times, if you in the club blowin' good pine
Freakin' ho's while
and get it crunk
throwin bows when ya bouncin on the flo'
let me ask ya lil'shawty what you really, really want to do
I know you got 50 niggaz
but I got
came to make 'em jump
From the North, to the South, to the East, to the West
Put 'em up, represent it, and get it crunk
Throwin' bows when ya
get crunk and bring da funk
Then leave you in a trunk
See if she beg for what she want
Just know she sure to get it
My pretty princess know
Ye
Thats a big no no round these motherfucking parts yah
When you forced to go sip back on tris and it fucking hurts yah
I gotta bookbag by my bitch
nigga don't lil bro me
I be chilling by myself all day by my lonely
Cooking hella beats and i keep shit like a goaly yeah
Ima just go and ima slay
Niggas
the sun[01:44.82]I rap my shit till they get me done[01:47.01]Tell 'em bring that Henny come and get me crunk[01:48.74]I pour that Rum in the Coke[01:50.41]Let me talk
slaughter
When I brucked him he left his daughter
Smacked by body, smacked by silly
He was victim in Deptford Green (pussy)
Without me you can't get no
niggas
[Lil Jon:]
I wish a mutha fucker would say something
Fuck around and get your goddamn ass whooped
Nigga I feel like startin some shit,
and I might
it, fall wit dust and get snatched
While Nitty bustes the facts in the Grand Finale
[Toxic]
Yeah 'lil nigga its been once for you bitches
why'all
will
Way to many brothers get took for large sums but me
You can't be frail and don't be light with ya narrow ass
Gain ya weight
Drink beer by
hold it
I pull up in the VIP, in my section turnt up
In the party getting crunk, off that Molly and the liquor yea
Ooouuu shit, Yea yea
Say I got my
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
back
To that lil' school I had been sent to
Find some shit I could get in to
Been through more by the time I was eighteen
Then most people go through
what it is It's The Plug
Me and my homies we trying to get Rich lambs
Came in this bitch by myself
Told them niggas I ain't need no help
Drip down
[R. Kelly:]
Aye Uh huh
Uh Huh (Let's go ladies)
Lil Jon (Yeah)
Your Boy Kells
(Yeah)
[Mario:]
And Mario
[R. Kelly:]
This is for the Chocolate girls
never did no drill, nigga, so chill, nigga
We don't do no drive-bys, get up close and kill nigga
All this pain picking at my brain since a lil nigga
And I
I won't be sober
No more, getting drunk all my life
Until my liver fails, I'll get crunk all my life
Call me Lil John, yeah
Call me what you want,
laid to fucking rest
I ain't no joke
Lil bitch a get broke
Cut throat
Make 'em all choke
Like an overdose
From the smoke
Have the 4
5 shaking like
me
You ain't the same when Lil' Jon's around
I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You scream and holler when Slim Thug's in town
I know
me
You ain't the same when Lil' Jon's around
I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You scream and holler when Slim Thug's in town
I know
And you know i get crunk ho i'm pulling the lever
Thought he was ya nigga?
Not no more
Flexing on her cus she broke
Applying pressure make em choke
Playing
a habit, gotta have it
Been blowing o's, blowing by the O, then get to rapping
Just wait til this shit really get to going and them bow bags in
Every
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