Lyrics:
it ta' poppin' ma, its a little before 1
And I'm yellin' out hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, yo
I can tell by the ring in the middle of your tongue
You're
I'm your big brother, don't owe me nothin'
This for my daddy up the road
Just do one thing, don't lose your soul
'Cause this shit platinum, we been gold
ghost as the replacement! (Oh! Ho! Ho!)
There will be no more red suit jolly dope
I could describe the scene by all means but I’ll keep it clean for
The enemies, do you know who they are? (There they are)
A devil with the dorags be walkin', now I had it up to there
Oh yeah, that's the last straw (The
up joggin', plottin' somethin' big (man)
House with a nice garden, 'bout to make it real (numbers)
Barely got time to chill, check my email (man)
prestige, do your own but don’t bother me,
keep livin your life like a famous nobody, easy does it better now
step by step, i step up the steps, close
Atlanta
New joint, hot, I never heard it before
This is crazy in Atlanta, boom!
I do hate that phrase
And I’m like yo, this ain’t Atlanta
This ain’t Atlanta
on to the pole, drop it low and get loose
No x-o if you don't want to get loose
My potnas in the club and we chillin' to the max
Poppin' bottles, blowin'
livin' the life
Got's to keep it hot
Shotgun in the drop, ridin' good
Twenties, TVs, leather and wood
Poppin', watchin' Big Momma
Holdin' it down
livin' the life
Got's to keep it hot
Shotgun in the drop, ridin' good
Twenties, TVs, leather and wood
Poppin', watchin' Big Momma
Holdin' it down
don’t break law
So I gotta give it to em raw
Thick bitch cute with da claw
Cute cute wit da claw
And we got it poppin in the mall
Number one option I ball
the curtain knuckles jerking for certain
Poppin' that pussy
Sweatin' till no fluid is left
When I come in the party with J we gonna do it to death
You gon'
Ima stay focused on me
And you can stay focused on you
Let us just do what we do
Let us just do what we do
Fuck what it was it is what it is
You live
Act like you know what I want and go do it
Act like you got a good point and come prove it
Bitch, it ain't personal, don't get all moody
Why you
white or black
In the back of the ..
Man it's spectacular (tacular)
Treated 'em, never midleadin 'em (leadin 'em)
Poppin 'em, stoppin 'em, beatin 'em
outta luck baby girl born brighten up my
life a lot block still poppin old lady still drawn hataz still plottin (plottin) tryna take my life away it
of them are thots
No lights, this ice, it blinds
Clothes hit the mall, we buy the whole thing
Big gas, it's lit, propane
One hit, one touch, La Flame
Hope I make it outta here
Sun is down, freezin' cold
That's how we already know, winter's here
My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt
That's
bring em' leave em' in the past
Fuck it we just gone leave em' mad
Keep stacking nem' big racks
That young nigga Savvy changin' shit guess I am
If thats
I said my shit and ran my lyrics and now my verse is over
[Chorus]
Wooo! Big Boi
Got a type of nugget, blunt box, it's empty
That's where
shit, you get hit in yo lip
The first thing you do when you hit you a lick
Go by your room and go trick on a bitch
That shit is so crazy, my nigga
See,
wit'?) Me and my peeps; won't you bring four of your friends?
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other, and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another;
Let's do it
[Intro: Juelz Santana Intro]
Okay (Jazze)
We in the motherfucking building (Dip Set bitch)
I heard my man T.I. is the motherfucking
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
By the time you hear this I will have already spiraled up
I would never do nothing to let you
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