Lyrics:
Ah, yeah, we finna get ready to bump that smoked out, locked out, part two
Mystic Stylez, Three Six Mafia in the ho
We finna do that shit
Mafia
Look look
I want to see 'em bounce (bounce)
Na na na na na na na na na
Let me see you shake (shake)
Na na na na
Just let your knees touch your
a fuck ho get out, if she ever think that she don't need me
I'm Toosii, look at my watch, now it's two-tone
What you think be the chance I could juke on?
Now we've got to rewind back to before this started up
I cannot say I was a Gee cuz I'd be lying
It's clear in my tone I've had time to remodel
bitch, now she wishing she could touch
See the J's on my feet, and she love the diamond cuts
Fresh to death, everyday like I jumped up out a caskets
Ask
Everything comes down to poo!
Whether it's a tumor or a touch of the flu!
J.D. & Turk: Please, won't you pinch us off a big, fat clue!
Turk: Our number one
check your tone
Your surrounded by crows
Call the bros up then well be on our way
Got the crown on my head i'm the king of the day
Like the grim reaper
on my fuckin' so I ride and I
Swerve, but we too clean fo da
Fuckin' street so I park on the kerb
[chorus x2]
[verse 2]
I got da chevey sittin' high, by
]
[verse 3]
Loud pipes, satin music, with da judo eyes, 2nd tone background with two inch ties
Cut curb on da block, its a concert line swervin'
Side
satin music, wit da judo eyes, 2nd tone background wit 2inch ties
Cut the curb on da block, its a concert line
(dfb snd me bitch) swervin'
Side
Ahh yeah mic check 1, 2
Eightball and MJG space-age forever
[Eightball]
It was some what early, I was on my way
To get me some hay from my
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G
[Repeat 2X]
Daz in this motherfucker
Alright bwoy, drop that shit
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G
[Repeat 2X]
Daz in this motherfucker
Alright bwoy, drop that shit
bout checks, I run it up I want that two tone
She a bad bitch, looking fancy aye
Yeah she classy but she nasty, oh
Check the clock, got no time for
get like me [X2]
Er-er'body love me, boss so fly
Niggas throw dey deuces er'time I ride by [X2]
C'mon, me tell me what it do, I do it for the A'
Friends know me, by my first name Victor
Santiago, half-black, half-mohondo
Dominicano, people like pope hinquihando
Me and Tone from T-N in the B-M
Friends know me, by my first name Victor
Santiago, half-black, half-mohondo
Dominicano, people like pope hinquihando
Me and Tone from T-N in the B-M
everything I touch
Whip gotta match every bitch I fuck, foreign
Y'all niggas talkin' 'bout what? Borin'
Bane from it, I came from it
I'm raised by it, I'm
I'ma tell you this one time
Boy, I want you to be mine
Can I come and see you now?
Can I lay with you outside?
Can I touch your lips with mine?
HOOK:
Biddy bye-bye, Biddy bye-bye til’ it’s drive by then it’s bye-bye
Then it’s lights, yeah
Then it’s lights out, switch
Then it’s lights out
VERSE 2
Diana Ross glow, Devil tried to catch me riding dirty nigga drive slow
Feeling like when Dr. J be gliding with the fresh fro
I was penning lines when
rims crushed like ants eggs
From my fate to where my tims touch my pants legs
We indestructible plus we's magnificent kings
Beat over book by
down a dark road gold chain two tone black rose
2am wide awake asking what is love though? Red rain road rage two souls
They saying that I changed never
Take 2 down when we link for love
Mix it all just to feel your love
Wrapped around your words and touch
When you're not here I gotta remedy us
Wrong
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