Lyrics:
Now back from the 6-o-6-4-4 full of indo
Untypical is that bad ass ho
B to the R to the A to the T
Ain't no bitch is this industry that can see me
want to jump, jump
Get'cha make ya pump, Paul
Still gon' miss ya bump, bump
Off a nigga fakin'
Goin' to a richin'
Bitches turn to shaken
Mafioso rule by
the kitty purs
All my niggas caked up, sellin' gray and beige dust
Had that money right or end up in the trunk taped up
We don't chase and duck, we only
know that money talk, I am the ventriloquist
Tranquilizer in the trunk, put your ass to sleep man
Birdman Junior got the world in my wingspan
How you
man
I'm really gonna snap
[Bridge x2]
[Chorus]
Way now over there
I'm a now how to make a n**** beg please
When a bullet goes by
Probably
(we the best)
Just pulled over in my 7-5
Big bottle on the dash, hope he let me slide
Got 20 in the trunk you can bet me 5
20 minutes in they dump
Ice motherfuckin T (x4)
Verse 2:
Bush, Quayle and Clinton got a problem with me:
The motheruckin T
I give less than a fuck about any of them
Or their
a weed seller, but a crocka sack beller
A rap star plus a 2 time felon
Sellin' phones out the trunk I mix G with funk
I put it all together, and rock it
you chicks
Split six from the four-fifth, make you dance, ow
I stay focused in the dopest
Like a penny with a hole in it, y'all just hopeless
a big ass right that like to swell jaws
Trunk fly fifth fall
Run a nigga head right through the wall
With fo' 18's beating up the law
Ain't shit changed
a dropper, with the trunk flying bumping
[Lil B]
Give me the mic, and I bet you I go hard
When you plexing in Texas, I be pulling your hoe card
In
past, my head is lowered still
Ashamed by waste you have left behind with careless indulgence
So draw the swords, four at once, hope is banished
Loose
know what I'm sayin'?
I'm the realest nigga in it, you already know
Got trapper of the year four times in a row (what they give you?)
A lifetime
[Violent J]
Abracadabra boom shacka dae
I'm Violent J, and I'm back like a vertebrae
And I come with a hat full of tricks
Trunk full of Faygo, car full
on the prowl
Got ya chick about to drown
All this water on da wrist
Can go fishing on the dial
4 4 8 I'm weighing
sticky by the pound
Trigger happy
Boy I had
1, Bitch bouncing booty for the snap
2, Cups of drank from a nap
3, New numbers in my contacts
4, Friends telling me to relax
Walked in the building
with it on me, we gone put you on the news
Getting to this money, if it ain't about blues, you betta move
I just poured up a four, I don't sip by
pulls bunnies by the ears from deep inside her purse
An Indian warrior scalps a priest, but sets his donkey free
Death shakes the trunk, a man rakes up
you
For four hours and you just said, ""No.""
That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more
do in Houston-Aye Houston
When you in Houston
Bumper kits, eighty fo's, trues, vogues
Coming down, riding slow
Hundred round drummer down by the flo'
amp with woofers in back
Lean to da left if you burning a sac
Baby got back and its in Baby Phat
Pardon me dog 4 chasing the cat
I'm hittin all kittens
I walk that walk, yeah that's why I talk that talk
Let my down my flip, pop up my trunk but on my life I spark the dark
I'm on that um (movin slow),
pullup i stunt )
You run up get beat by the punch ( grrahh )
I keep a lil Blick in the trunk ( blick in the trunk )
I roll out the wood and i bust down
I’m dipping ducking them potholes
Know I be on that Henny
Tonight we drinking moscato
Gas burning she running low
I pull up by the liquor store
My
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