Lyrics:
they be robbing
As long as Big Boi's still living, never standing by my lonesome
Step up nigga, if you want some
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
We be on some, different shit now
Y'all just ain't ready for real
60 pieces Dixie Chicks pixie diseases
We take fantasy drugs ugh I'm fuckin wheezing
freaky thangs
I like it when you let me try, anythang
Cause girl I ain't got nothin' but time
Let a nigga get a little cut up girl
I come from
thang
Tellin' me she love me then she suck me like a drain
Yo chick claimin' religion just to keep from the sex
But she sending me these pictures of her
no more, ain't no dough
Get into his ass cause I ain't opposed
I'm a living anal probe
I'm a lame-a-phobe
Matter fact my nigga Jumpoff can I keep goin?
your lip
They rushing to the stage but you don't even trip
Cause you know they wanna hear you drop a gift
Let it rip!
Do your thang, mayn (do your thang
and how it sit on the rims
Or I could tell you why I'm hot and disappear like MIMS
But the bars there, put that on God, ask a atheist
And if I ain't
a chairman (diamond)
Rolex beat, it's time for just winning, no fakes
Just copped more 4 5's and 9s, I ain't talking bout no J's
Please be afraid but I
already know mang, i be spittin wickid shit letting my nuts hang, let's do da damn thang you already know mang, i be chillin wit yo chick lettin her suck my
You don't know who you fucking with
Ain't no democrat, and by far I'm no republican
This the type of talk that'll probably piss off my publicist
chick to google me
She can dot com me
She ain't gotta chase me
Just tell her myspace me
And maybe she can find me
So I can get behind it
Heard I got
of them that can handle me (yeah) (no)
But I might let you try it off the Hennessy (uh)
Make 'em sing to this thang like a melody
And if your girl ain't
You don't know who you f***ing with
Ain't no democrat, and by far I'm no republican
This the type of talk that'll probably piss off my publicist
say I'm your
girl but I'm like your man.
No matter if it's sweet talk or street talk I'm right here by your side.
And soon you'll come to see.
How it is
cheese fa tha baby
(bwok bwok) on a stalk stalk for a bootleg
(bwok bwok) pretty walk walk givin out head
ain't a thang eat a chicken wang
got some
my ladies pick one
And I bet you they love me when
I pull up in that Phantom
Yup I pull up in that ghost
No but I ain't Danny Phantom
Uh throw a couple
close niggas laugh at
The Southern slang, finger waves and Mojo chicken wangs
I grew up on booty shake we did not know no better thang
So go 'head and,
close niggas laugh at
The Southern slang, finger waves and Mojo chicken wangs
I grew up on booty shake we did not know no better thang
So go 'head and,
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
Uh, hit me
Don't explain (uh), you never change (uh)
Same old thang (ugh), same old game (uh)
Say ya want (uh) to be wit' me (uh)
But show me
Uh, hit me
Don't explain (uh), you never change (uh)
Same old thang (ugh), same old game (uh)
Say ya want (uh) to be wit' me (uh)
But show me
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
Ain't a thang eat a chicken wang
Got some gold teeth
At da club tryin ta shake that thang
Tryin ta get piece
Chicken chicken always into some dumb
wang, man
Richie boy, richie boy, it's a southwest thang
Serial murderer, southwest maniac
Slaughterer, lunatic, high school braniac
Straight-A school
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