Lyrics:
I'm not Rick
I don't give a fuck what Soulja Boy said about Kanye's shit
You just mad 'cause your verse wasn't that hot
I'm just really goin' off
I think it means, we're in trouble
Big trouble and
If he is as bananas as you say
I'm not taking any chances"
"You are just what the doc ordered"
I
Yeah, Uh huh
Sub Z in the buildin'
Castro
Damn who's that chick you got over there?
Na it's a lil chick, boy, she bad as fuck?
Aye
Man go ahead
Tell Me Where They At Though
Bitch I got a hundred on my wrist that's why
I could give a fuck about a chick I'm fly
Now they got they tongue inside
[Intro:]
Yeah!
It's Major Pain, baby
Knahtalkinbout?
Ha, Ha
Ight, let me get serious
KOOPA!
[Chorus: x2]
I come through and show em how to do it
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave (Jesus, Lord)
I see 'em change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you,
hopped out, all my girls yeah, we look bad
By the end of the night we gonna shut ‘em up
Oh, what’s that you say?
Can you speak any louder? The more they
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (Statik)
I swear I love my city, I just want less (Statik)
See me, they salute me, they ain't
on the stockin' cap
Tryin' to pick this way
I'm (I'm) in the back with the play sta'
A little boy (boy) came and gave me an invitation
Said there's
young ladies just drop their drawers
and when they drop em, I don't kick em, check it
Like the Fat Boys said, I "Brrrrrrrr, STICK EM!"
From that
tell ‘em?
I’ll pay for it, I’ll pay for
It, I’ll pay for it, i’ll pay for it
If you want it nicca, I’ll pay for it
He’ll ROAST one of you bitch ass
ring
Enough of me rapping, gon' let that boy sing
I had one, two, three too many
I'm fucked up, four chicks with me
I'm loud, took about five shots
know he on fire
Ha ha ha
Boy that S.D0t that nigga bars be on fire
Ha ha ha
He can't touch my chick
But I can fuck your bitch
He can't touch my chick
But
Rent free i gotta worry about this man
Trying to evict me smokers want to stick me
Chicks wanna lick me
Rumors going to war every night on my block
Now
Tell 'em n**** talk s*** now
They think you know they gonna go baw
I ain't scared of the law
Now bout to go to war
What it is n**** where you lose ya
youngin' in my other room, fuckin up my sheets
She tell 'em boy don't grab my hair because you're fuckin up my weave
I got a hundred bottles Ciroc boy
All
attack
Spend my money any day cause I know I'ma get it back
I-I ain talking bout no ribs when I say I want a rack
GPS be fucking up can't tell where Gee
[Freeway]
Okay, I see where y'all goin
Okay, aight dude, you want me to fuck with that Free shit? Okay..
Yeah, I got you blazed...holla!
Uh! Yeah!
'em on they back, and tell 'em vamanos
I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now (Snoop Dogg)
I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now (Snoop
'em on they back, and tell 'em vamanos
I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now (Snoop Dogg)
I wanna rock right now, rock-rock-right now (Snoop
got wise by hard livin'
I sleep all day, smoke haze, manage` women
I spit these hard rhythms, it feel like a car hit 'em
So leave that boy alone, can't
going hammer
Speakers going hammer
I remember back in the days, mayne I was broke
These days Soulja Tell 'Em run a hundred spokes
No joke, mayne I
going hammer
Speakers going hammer
I remember back in the days, mayne I was broke
These days Soulja Tell 'Em run a hundred spokes
No joke, mayne I
Now break his legs, arms, neck (yea).
[Chorus]
(Soulja boy tell em)
(S.O.D. money gang entertainment)
(I present to you the show stoppas)
(When
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