Lyrics:
Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright
Right
the Ghetto Dad (?)
Paper chasaz what they labled us
Heaven knows
If that ass tried to play wit us
Gotta go
So we know what we do
It's never gon die
I'ma say it again
So good that I can't explain
When she do what she do she gon' do her thang
Over here Miss Lane
Come on get fly with a Superman
You
like it's Cinco de Mayo
I'm a movie, lil' bitch, you a slideshow (swag, swag, swag)
You a extra, lil' bitch, this is my show
I'm up too, so lil
Lil Jon with the beat (jeah!) and now them hoes want to call ya
I ain't Michael Jackson the P won't quit
I'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6
'Cause me and my clique we don't give a fuck nigga (we don't give a fuck nigga)
Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil' Jon
Let's go, let's go
If you
'Cause me and my clique we don't give a fuck nigga (we don't give a fuck nigga)
Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil' Jon
Let's go, let's go
If you
starts brain tumors (tumors)
Peace to Hood, baby, from the midnight crooner
Smoke 'em up later, if not then sooner
Hey What we gon' do (do) in '92?
nigga, dropping chopping
Up on the block on the way to ATL, to holla at my nigga Shot
And when you do a concert, you know the crowd gon rock
It's
hurt my feet
Remix the bricks with the geese
Hitting these licks all by myself
Fucking these hoes all by myself
Stealing these cars all by myself
pussy all night got me clinging to you
Cause a real bitch gon do real shit and a real bitch
Gon’ say real shit, I’m just tryna get lit
Not a Barbie doll
niggas go missing
Heard you been slippin’
Just like a transmission
Lil girl did not want smoke like an engine
He want a O, then you know I remix it
Trap in
can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas, you wasn't right there
If you need me, lil' nigga, I'm still gon
Let's go, let's go
Yeah! (yo, yo)
Lil' Jon and the motherfuckin' East Side Boyz
(Ayo), OK, (ayo), Pastor Troy (come on) Yeah!
(D-S-G-B, come on),
There ain't s*** you can do to me
It's real for you to see
Peep out of whats not
Dippin through the projects to find a small spot
Yeah he from
Southside: lil' Key-C
I showing up, everybody got on they Nikes
And you know what everybody higher than a kite
Or they just leaning in they seat
Smoking
Southside: lil' Key-C
I showing up, everybody got on they Nikes
And you know what everybody higher than a kite
Or they just leaning in they seat
Smoking
And head to shawty's spot, we gon' smoke tree and cuddle
Get it, let me hit in now we hot
You ain't really coppin' what I cop
Got three Rolled, four Locos
a nigga (what)
Mean mug a nigga mean mug a nigga (what)
What you gon do nigga? What you wan do nigga?
What you gon do nigga? What you wan do nigga?
Mean mug
me you know that I go along
Every time i'm feeling guilty I know I could do no wrong
Lil Bitch, Yeah i'm steppin' in my 501z
Burner on my hip, ain't
ya'
Before you lay with me tonight
I ain't got no problem
Cause you gotta pay tonight tonight tonight
[Lil' Jon]
What chu' talkin' 'bout?
anything she want)
She can do anything she'll show you
(Promise she gon' show you)
I'ma make sure them vibes in the room (vibes in the room)
I'ma sweep
welcome to fame where most of us is gon change
If you never do still niggas look at you strange
Niggas mostly assume niggas make up they news
Once you made
a couple things with me she ain't tried before
But what you waitin' on? (Ayy)
Oh my, she's so fly (fly)
Nine to five but she wanna be somebody (yeah,
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