Lyrics:
[Verse 1:]
Lil nigga big name, big watch, and big chain,
Big o big earrings, blang dats what they like
Oh she like dat huh dats what they like
Oh u like
Yeah, wassup?
Lil' Jon and my muthafuckin' nigga
Mac muthafuckin' Dre
Yeah, let's go
It's been a minute since they heard you, Dre
Check this out
niggas
[Lil Jon:]
I wish a mutha fucker would say something
Fuck around and get your goddamn ass whooped
Nigga I feel like startin some shit,
and I
me, oh, 'member me (hey)
Take 'em way back, Lil Jon energy (Lil Jon)
Pockets real fat, Cashville ten a key (Young Buck)
Fire the blunt (woo), it done
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
a target
Got my gun took like a newborn, move on
All this cash on me beat it like who torn
Cut it off like new lawn
New grass, new cash, pool points
Lil
make you explode
I'm a player by nature, I'm a mack by choice
And I'ma make your body moist from the sound of my voice
I got a hell of a resume for
it
Shit, I'm here now, where it's at?
I'm there now, when I walk through the club
The real have stare-downs
And I walk by, lil nigga play the short guy
grips by their boots and they still slip
How many lives are saved by the sealed lips?
Guessing you could never really tell since they still snitch
Lil
its a smile that she tote
Chasing a rack , pull out a stack
I am a mack baby cut me some slack
Call me rose i dont slatt by choice
Her pussy was moist
was hella thick
Like boy you need to quit you know how many times i heard that shit
Judging by your outfit roughfully about a million six
Dam lil mama
[R. Kelly:]
Aye Uh huh
Uh Huh (Let's go ladies)
Lil Jon (Yeah)
Your Boy Kells
(Yeah)
[Mario:]
And Mario
[R. Kelly:]
This is for the Chocolate girls
niggas
[Lil Jon:]
I wish a mutha fucker would say something
Fuck around and get your goddamn ass whooped
Nigga I feel like startin some shit,
and I might
own
Had no choice became the man of the home (Excuse me)
My bad I mean the Queen of the Home
I see a lil bit of me in you
But I know I’m not the only
Can't get love just suck this willy
So moist, I can't describe him
Fuck boxing, I ain't on no fightin'
Long sword come like a Viking
Back this out then
It's the boy Lil' Jon (Yeah!)
Got my partner Yelawolf with' me (What's up Yela?)
You know it's time to crank the club up
Let's go! Yelawolf
You
wit' me since a lil one
Keepin up the racquet niggas should be playin' tennis
Take it out the back end niggas hate to you winnin', I ain't playin, this
Many men
Many
Many
Many
Many men
Just want my body
See They be hooked on lil old me
But I be booked and I be busy
Ain't got time for dudes quick
leaving this hustle
Lil nigga you late
Talk to big spenders
No can't do no dates
Say I'm a trophy
He gave and I take
Just make sure it's moist
How he like
bedroom had a bedroom, my wrist be dancin'
The flyest that's livin'
We live and die by the kitchen
Choppin' on dishes, rack the puff in
Ambition bitch we
lawn
It's the protege of 50, inspired by Biggie
Burns more than Ziggy, them lil' niggas dig me
I been stressed out lately, so I'm smokin more than
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
open for ya boy
She listen to that Durk shorty came from Illinois
She do a lil smirk cause she know I make her moist
That's a fact
I'm a need security in
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