Lyrics:
Jeru The Damaja can damage you, I'll handle ya'
Two girls on my bike, one on the back, one on the handle bars
Ferrari F-130 so I call that bitch,
Bend it over (Yeah), Touch ya toes, whip it out (Yeah)
Show them hoes ya bank roll
Slang it out, hit a broke ho with it
Poke it out, Damn Shawty you can
to roll up to this club
'Bout to step up in this club
'Bout to get big in this club
'Bout to get wild in this club
[R. Kelly]
Now we about to show ya
to roll up to this club
'Bout to step up in this club
'Bout to get big in this club
'Bout to get wild in this club
[R. Kelly]
Now we about to show ya
My first show fo’ 1500
Lemme tell ya what I did with that money
Got a lil pack, got a lil crack
Fo’ 1500 and I kept on runnin’
I know I done fucked
the Act in the Phantom
I'm too hot to hot to handle
The police hate my guts
'Cause the niggas kicking dust
They was raised by us, what the fuck
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit
Dope money Gloc 40, make my pance
Boosie he da baddest
I Got a down ghetto chick but I be damned if a nigga get married
I mingle with da finest, bling ya with my diamonds you can't see
Heffey:
"I'm in the booth right now, bitch!"
Heffey: "Hmm? Huh?!"
Heffey: "They hating!"
Juice: "Lil bitch!"
Run up them bands
Count up that cash
Run
Boosie Badazz
Look like we got a problem, baby baby (Lil' mama)
Time ain't on my hands (Time ain't on my hands)
Look like we got a problem (We
paper, I need a folder
Nigga destroy ya, I need a lawyer
Nigga be scheemin', slicker than all you
Lil' momma think I be grillin' this for you
I know you
nigga's a rat on ya up in court and don't even care
I'm a lil' nigga that a make a hundred bricks disappear
A muthafuckin' gangsta, hold up
(Can ya hear me
Bust it open make it clap, do ya thing lil shawty
Pick it up drop it low, do ya thing lil shawty
Call a friend see wassup, do ya thing lil shawty
Do
hang out the window with they shirt off throwin up them fo's
this how it go, you by the club swerve, you wit ya girl swerve
a nigga move swerve, all my
Ya,
Ya
Hai, Yhaa
Ey
Face your fears lil boy, Be the best lil boy
Show your strength lil boy
Make mistakes lil boy
You gon' mess up tryna catch up
on sit down
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T, do you know what that mean?
Baby Phat just relax, front ya own flat screen
Back rubs cook, clean and don't make her
Bad bitch she mixed just like some gumbo
Loyal to my bucks like Antetekounmpo
Living room look just like a gun show
Blue benjies, add 'em by the bundle
I flip and scrip 9 minute EF three
Playin by different bitches 'cause my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got
the rooftop I might ignite ya
[Chorus]
[4th Verse:] [Lil' Gotti Gambino, Skull Dugrey]
[Lil' Gotti Gambino]
Gotti I told ya', I'm a muthafuckin'
This Boosie Bad Azz and lemme tell you somethin',
When I was 16 0r 17 my mama looked at me she say
"Boosie, son, get on yo motherfuckin' shit
work tonight, you better work tonight
And leave out that motherfucker with some merchandise
I ain't playin' with ya, you got some shit with ya
I'm
to the chin
Get down wit me, and I'll be down back
Put my dick in your mouth, your gonna hear ya neck snap(Crack!)
In fact hoe, fuck off my bus
Ask
to the chin
Get down wit me, and I'll be down back
Put my dick in your mouth, your gonna hear ya neck snap(Crack!)
In fact hoe, fuck off my bus
Ask
Kelly]
Now I'm about to show ya how wild it get
When a girl at the party when she backin it
Now this girl dance freaky 'cause she passionate
If I hand her
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