Lyrics:
on that little bitch cat
Hah, nigga came through with a 9 bar real quick
Just for the bitches, little bit of money in my pocket
Fuck it, Wolf Gang
she comes, here she comes
And you're standing there mumbling like the cat's got your tongue
She's a tune the gods can't hum
With a beat that won't go
your black cat bone
Oh big dog's gonna howl
The big dog's gonna howl
Oooo ooo big dog's gonna howl
Staying out late in some dive bar
I'm digging
sweet
Im a fighter so I know that I wont retreat
Im a stunner if you wanna for a good time call
And the cat's meow, ain't afraid of y'all
Im a winner
around
Gotta make like a cat theif's caught in the line
Its gotta sound like a gunshot over and over
Ive gotta voice so lost off back in my head
It
Well, it's one for the money
Two for the show, three to get ready
Now go cat, go but don't you
Step on my blue suede shoes
For you can knock me
Who put your dad in the half house?
You did, baby - you did, baby
Who put the boys in the clubhouse?
You did, baby - you did
Who put the cat in
To Hunting Ground from City.
Our daughters eyes they took us for a ride.
To Hunting Ground from City.
Cat's eyes sparkling, blue eyes in my mind.
We said
crack sale
With rappers who's better off on the cover of Black Tail
Jumpin' Jehosaphat, who's that?
Who cats who do magic be like, "Tell me how you
beans
No shadow within her
Your paranoia makes her smile
And when the cat's head grins
She's ready for dinner:
You know you're gonna be the one!
She
the best thing in his world
But not okay in my town
He knows, I know, he knows
I got some cruel intentions for her
Guess when the cat's away
Every rat's
of my health while
Watching these fat cat's states
Double in wealth and
Telling me lucky if another record sell
Cause the economy got us all
Headin'
don't hear me though)
I used to sew army patches
On my favorite coat
BMX got your guns, old folks got soap
Homeless Sally from Cali cursed
Cats in
you can find me in your trunk
As a matter of fact, hold up, hold up
I'm from the O state
All of my cats carry they own weight
C-O-L to C-IN had
how we roll in these last days
Smash cats into raps for for them, it's Poe
Spittin' that '89 crack flow tap hoe
Bounce out the back do'
But not without
business like hand-to
Hand crack sale
With rappers who's better off on
The cover of Black Tail
Jumpin Jehoshaphat, who's that?
Who cats who do magic be like
Trae the same cat, they use to laugh at
Never thought that I would have
To tell these hoes, to back back
Life is a trip
But then again I was destined
that you can smell me
Think that I'm the shit,
Hundred on my wrist
Ain't a cat in this club
That can do it like this
5'6" mommy right there my type tho
clicks
And it goes running all through the night
Until it ends there is no end
All through the night
stray cat is crying so stray cat sings back
All
on black
I was fuckin' up, but now I'm back on track, that's a fact
Yeah, yeah, I seen hitters turn to rats
We went from hemis to them 'Cats
Remember
"And who are you?" The proud Lord said
"That I must bow so low"
Only a cat of a different coat
That's all the truth I know
In a coat of gold
of the winter and we on them jet skis
If we in Atlanta, I'm runnin' the 'Cat, and I'm workin' the red key
I cannot mention my homies inside of my songs 'cause
club night, I'm gettin my rub right
Don't you hate when cats spoil it by havin a club fight?
But that's alright, one cat don't stop no show
Bouncers, do
Even when we do get it wrong we still get along
Remember when we had a cat and dog? We used to fight like Cat and Dog
Flickin' through the catalogue
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