Lyrics:
Man fuck these niggas
I don't need you to understand me
Prayin' for Gio
He gon' grow up without a daddy
Ima' hold it like my cousin lil nigga rip
Rollie so heavy that the bitches
Can't hold it up
Score so much they gotta throw
A damn goalie up niggas say they know but
They don't know enough, you know
to silence the lamb and show him who I am
So I just set it off on my competitor
Freakin the funk as I hit em with crazy metaphors
Like back up off me dukes,
to silence the lamb and show him who I am
So I just set it off on my competitor
Freakin' the funk as I hit em with crazy metaphors
Like back up off me
shake a lil ass
Bend it over break yo back imma throw this cash
Put ya drinks up gone blow a bag hitting them donuts
And the foreign got em really mad
And come up and do a walk by on your bitch-ass
It's nay thun, don't give a fuck about how much money you got nigga
It's about how you outsmart the next nigga
bitch without a switch
That bitch be sounding like a rifle
Squeeze this bitch until it click
We back shit up all in traffic
Catch a opp and face that
Niggas not fucking with me
Bitch I'm stacking my cash
Its adoring to me
Nigga live in Wisconsin the trailer on me
Nigga pull up want smoke and they
them tissues
You all about bars
Your set now
Them lil boys done grew up we some men now
Nigga talking that shit then it’s man down
With his bitch we had
T.I., I told 'em how the be fly
Way before Nelly, I was up in the telly
Before JD, I was jigglin' baby
Before Lil' Jon, I put the South on
Before
just found out my Mom screws more guys than I do (Damn)
I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper
She met Violent J I couldn't believe it when he
[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
Look, call it whatever whenever I'm curving yo ass in a jag, jaguar lil bish
Call it whatever whenever I throw up both hands like my bad, sorry lil
rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know I'm down to spray ya
Let them
to downsize your portion
We're marijuana-d just like it's Holland
Out all night 'til the light of morning
I don't have to worry
I don't have to worry
Uh, throw
that cup of ambition
Have em throw a couple extras shot up in that drip
And rip the lid off the top, I gotta get on with it…
(Yo!)
This the most
Impala
Drink Cris', throw it up
Call the shit hydraulics
Then piss in a cup, call the shit Hypnotiq
I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit Chronic
And you
If I pull up on you baby can I eat it
Throw it back lil mama can I beat it
All that talk on the phone but can you freak it
Can you freak it, baby can
Dope for ions and beyond
It's D I fly by in a Nissan
While I'm throwing up the peace Sign, gone
Girls
Curls for the girls
Curls for the girls
My waves
down for the boy D-mo
(Big Moe)
Its that nigga, nigga named M-o-e
I represent that Southside, yeah the 3
Hooked up with them boys off that Long Drive
You
to appease so sit down, listen
Stand up for what you believe
In and make difference, yeah
High horses, Lord, we seen enough
Change in so long it's like
the chronic by the tree
"I love it when you call me big poppa"
Throw your hands in the air, if you'se a true player
"I love it when you call me big pop-pa"
Throw me my money bitch (Money)
I ain't got time for you broke as hoes
Ass up, lights out, it's bout to go down
Got that good head, good head, head
like a skateboard on my burger double deck it
Check up to my neck
Call me Lebron
She all up on my ass like it's my mom
My Lil Jon turn big turn down for
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