Intro

Push C'mon shorty stay push c'mon C'mon c'mon push it's almost there One more time c'mon C'mon push baby one more time Harder harder push harder Push push c'mon One more time here it goes I see the head Yeah c'mon Yeah Yeah You did it baby yeah The hibby, the hibby dibby hip hop and ya don't stop Rock it out baby bubba, to the boogedy bang bang The boogey to the boogedy beat Now what you hear is not a test, I'm rappin', to the beat God damnit, what the fuck are you doin'? You can't control that god damn boy? (what? ) I just saw Ms. jersey, he told me he caught the Motherfuckin' boy and chopped him (Get your black ass off) You can't control the god, I don't know What the fuck to do with that boy (what the fuck do you, whatta you do?) If if you can't fuckin' control him (All you fuckin' do is bitch at me) Bitch, what I say, I'ma send his motherfuckin' ass To a group home goddamnit, what I'll smack the shit outta you bitch (Take your black ass, the fuck outta here) Motherfucker, you are fuckin' up (Comin' in here, smellin' like pile of shit, dumb motherfucker) Gizmo's cuttin', up for the Suckers that's, down with me What nigga you want to rob them motherfuckin' trains you crazy? Yes, yes, motherfucker, motherfuckin' right, nigga yes Nigga what the fuck nigga? We gonna get Nigga it's eighty-seven nigga, is you dead broke? Yeah nigga but, but Motherfucker is you broke motherfucker? We need to get some motherfuckin' paper nigga Yeah but nigga it's a train ain't nobody robbed no motherfuckin' train Just listen man, your mother givin you money nigga? My moms don't give me shit nigga, it's time to get paid nigga Is you wit me? motherfuck is you wit me? Yeah I'm wit you nigga c'mon Alright then nigga lets make it happen then All you motherfuckers get on the fuckin floor Get on the motherfuckin' floor Chill, give me all your motherfuckin' money And don't move nigga Give me all your motherfuckin' money, I want the jewelry Give me every fuckin' thing Nigga I'd shut the fuck up or I'ma blow your motherfuckin' brains out Nigga, give me your jewelry, give me your wallet Fuck you bitch, get up off that shit What the fuck you holdin' on to that shit for bitch? Open see-seventy-four, smalls Mr. smalls, let me walk you to the door So how does it feel leavin' us? C'mon man, what kind of fuckin' question is that man? Tryin' to get the fuck up out this joint dog Yeah, yeah, you'll be back You niggaz always are Go head man, what the fuck is you hollerin' about? You won't see me up in this motherfucker no more We'll see I got big plans nigga, big plans, hahahahaha