Lyrics:
(J-Syah)
Damn lil mama thick for real
Shake that shit baby
I know you see that shit bruh
Damn she thick fa real
Hook
Shake it baby Shake it
Mama told yah eat your mthrfckin veggies
Bitch I'm smuckers with the jam wonder why you feeling jelly
I'm the shit a lil smelly you gon see me
On the radio station, this most requested
Do or Die, DJ Quik, and Johnny P, Chuch!
[Verse 1: AK]
Fresh up out the motherfuckin' cut, who dat?
Droppin'
to Larry, my homeboy DJ LL
Niggas talking that bullshit, better chill
'Fore I 50 Cent a nigga and
Put your baby mama on film (yeah)
Motherfuck a Benz, nigga,
I gotta be the one that they look up to
Went from Lil Toot to Uncle Toot, then Papa Toot, so
I gotta do what I feel like is best
Hit the road, go get
a freestyle, this off of the dome
Hit a lil' nigga with the chrome
Look at Woo, look how he's grown that nigga ain't even grown
Damn, that nigga so damn cold
I'm
believe in me
I'm smoking cali weed this top of the line
My chick exotic by the name just know she finer than fine
Fresh off the island guess that why she
cuz we're about to go down
and you know just what to do
wave your hands in the air like you don't care
gilde by the people as they start to look
call me!"
Uh-uh
I send mothafucka's airtime
By my fuckin' stressed life
Me a little blessed life
Mama I don't lose
Betta' luck next time
Sucka's step
sister had a 2001 tinted and rimmed up...
J: I take care of my baby mama's like we still together...
M: When my brother get out of jail, man, I'ma buy him
shake now
(Can you feel it?)
Can you feel it baby?
This the breakdown (Feel it)
Dj Felli I'm so so
(Can you feel it?)
Hey!
Lil' momma Cali, get married
shake now
(Can you feel it?)
Can you feel it baby?
This the breakdown (Feel it)
Dj Felli I'm so so
(Can you feel it?)
Hey!
Lil' momma Cali, get married
Bodies droppin' back and forth just like ping-pong
Lil' bro got shot, he out spinnin' with a sling on
Who you famous
Back against the ropes, don't
In the place to be
DJ Jazzy Jeff and yours truly the Fresh Prince
Ay Jeff, do me a favor, give em just a lil touch of the bass
Not a lot, just a lil
You know I be in the yo
This that weed 'em up bitch
229 free my nigga
Cool man, we ball U John, I promise nigga
DJ Lil Jackboy tell a friend nigga
Free the guys, man, you know we gon' hold this shit down
By the time you look up, that shit gonna be over with
And it's back to ballin'
Come pick you
what.
To the DJ scratch, you met yo match
'Cause we're comin' out fresh with a brand new batch,
So takin' you off into the galaxy
Is Vicious, Vicious,
Uh....Youngunas...Chris and Neef...chia ....Uh
Its official state P representnas....Woo. .....Woo
DJ Enough...
Uh....Youngunas...Chris
And I just went and bought you another one DJ Khaled where the best
I might go flex they gone see me "I'M MAKIN MONEY"
I told my parents come see me " I'M
Got it by the bird and he got it by the quarter.
Cocaine,
So he keep one in the holster,
Colombian connects, so they call him Lil' Sosa.
Gotta try
the light
Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun
Oh, but Mama, that's where the fun is
Ooh yeah
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was
the light
Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun
Oh, but Mama, that's where the fun is
Ooh yeah
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was
I am a legend, fresh prince, I don't settle for defeat
Bitch I am godsent, stop all the nonsense I am not one to compete
I'm in my own lane, SKRRRT
His mama named him Dante
His pops called him Lil Dee
Growing up they ain't have it
Pops making plays in the streets
I'm talking six feet deep why my
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