Lyrics:
bitch, and watch me flow yo' shit
Mr., Makaveli movin' pieces like telekinesis
It's like a chess game, let's play wit' real pieces
Shots rang and niggas
Mother fuckin' king of crunk and the don of rowdy music, nigga
Hey, hey, Lil' Jon, Lil' Jon, Master P, Master P
New no limit be M E click me and my
a move on
Lil shawty I'm hot right now!
You fuckin wit niggas that's lukewarm
Real shit stop fucking wit Saucy
Call bluff & them niggas'll off em
Lord
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
it’s nobody fuckin’ wit me
Y’all shoulda been known this by now
Gone have to stop sleepin’ on me
For real no cap
Yeah I met a bitch up at the party
a money tree
I got 3 boys but all of them are one to me
I got Tyre Lil nigga like a son to me
Wild 100s Chi streets gotta keep a gun wit me nigga
I was
Oh shit put ya middle fingers up on this one
Oh this is the one right here yo
OH we finna get real crunk
Up in this motherfucka man
Lil Jon
gon' let you slide
F***in wit me you must be outcho mind
You really think jail was gon' make thinks right
n**** I will shoot you till you lose yo life
scared
You just want to fuck R.S.V.P and I'll be there
But it's only for this one night
[Chorus]
[Lil' Jon]
Shawty let me know what's up wit it
On the dancefloor shawty started takin it off
Took her to the V.I.P., started breakin me off
Said she knew I was a balla by my iced out wrists
I told her "Wait, it
more like a couple of hills
I'm built like a Spartan
I never get caught when I steal
That’s on the real, they lost like Nemo swimming
Lil fin right next
Tell ‘em come fuck wit me
I’m coo (Coo)
I’m no regular dude (dude)
Ima do me lil n**** do you
Crybaby hatin’ ass n***** boo-hoo
Tell ‘em come fuck
ain't goin' away
I don't regret what I spit, ?cause I know what I say
And niggas talk about me, they don't know when to stop
I got the Louis Vuitton
and everyday we gettin high wit weed
We ride wit G's and movin on up from O's to ki's
(Big Pimp)
I was that'same pimp that y'all use to call
hey lil fat daddy
Polish it all down till it replenish
Soon As I'm finished my pistol get jealous especially 357 me punish you
Buck at me bangin wit your magnum for
You
in my piece of chain
Diamonds in my piece of
Diamond diamonds in my piece of chain
Diamonds in my piece of chain
[Lil Jon]
Yea
This shit right
Grind culture spook gang shit nigga
Yea
Aye we on some other shit mane
They ain't fucking wit us you hear me
And if they ain't fucking wit us they
thizzle,
Swig a grill of milk an start to whistle,
It's missile from the funk-nik,
I can't see it,
40 Water, you killin' me wit this cheap shit.
the Benz with the fished-out fins (come on)
Hit the mall wit my girlfriends, dish out ends (come on)
'Cause you know it ain't tricking if you got it (nope)
losing, no losing, no losing
My only option is to win
No losing
Came in the game just to win, if a nigga actin fishy imma cut a nigga fin
Playin wit me, ion
I'm in the jungle with lions and tigers
I swear I would die by machete
I'm on the block, if you try to run on me
ManMan pull out that MAC-11
We wit
walked away now I'm sitting here all by myself
Toxic
Sometimes I'm too toxic
She wanna be wit me but I never get too talkin
Told me you needa stop this
fools
Won't stop, learnt it on 'em, I gotta eat chief
Now getcha ass in my way, I'm snatchin' you up by your lil' briefs
Now rock twice and do your hand
the Benz with the fished-out fins (come on)
Hit the mall wit my girlfriends, dish out ends (come on)
'Cause you know it ain't tricking if you got it (nope)
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