Lyrics:
you bump that
Track by Lootpack, ya like "They off the hook, cat"
[Wild Child]
Focus, Wild Child representative of hip hop, top 10 niggas get
the club
Yo, DJ cool to the rescue
We gon' break this joint down
Ayo a-huh, a-huh, ahh
If you pumpin' this one
In your truck
(Let's get dirty)
Say
money, so you get a dope man
Juice that fool for as much as you can
She likes his car and he get with her
Got a black eye 'cause the dope man hit her
of fame was
Your one battle with Freeway
And then you wonder why you get so much hate
Cause you like Kim Kardashian
Not Nicki Minaj and not
Because yo
nice to my face and stab me in the back my brother
Dee is this
And Dee is that
Say what you say yo
Say what you say yo
We're down for whatever
on the floor (like a pimp)
Make them girls get down on the floor, on the floor
Make them girls get down on the floor, on the floor (like a pimp)
Make them
on the floor (like a pimp)
Make them girls get down on the floor, on the floor
Make them girls get down on the floor, on the floor (like a pimp)
Make them
cryin' to that bitch like Ne-Yo? (What?)
You a square-ass nigga like Theo (Huxtable)
When money call, it's time to G-O (brrt)
My weed the same color
with the {niggaz} from the ditch
And it's a myth, they get {niggaz} from the suburbs, that's herbs
Yo this is for my {niggaz} on the block all day
Who
how I flip scripts
Who you know cornier than this kids
Pound that pavement get yo money up
Chase them gains and get yo money up
Only way is get yo
like
You know the ones you wanna make your wife, ya heard me?
See I ilke them crazy hoe
Them straight, get down and pay me hoe
I wouldn't mind no
So, I typed a text to a girl I used to see
Saying that I chose this cutie pie
With whom I wanna be
And I apologize if this message gets you down
Then
Got that playa shit by the pound
The gold with the lacs and the crown
Make it where them hoes come around
Trying to get up to come down
Booming like
get they microphones snatched like Lee patches
So YOU GO! To every wack muthafucka that you know (Scram)
My lyrics they get up in your jeans like
Feels So Good f. Ne-Yo
[Ne-Yo]
We up in this room (Yea)
I'm here puttin it down on you (mmm)
Now your pushin back At me and I don't want
this go
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)
Well, I hope you testify that it was worth your waitin'
On the turf debatin' how to get it percolatin'
He workin' you while we
gotta put the mack down
Feelin' these all in your background
I used to run up in your crib with shit that go 'blaka
Nigga tryna brick my squad like I'm
a man down; make that nigga backspin.
Trapped up; a madman.
We blastin', you're collapsin'; heavily light, my gold Mac 10.
Get imprisoned with dem
Infamous up in this, you know how we get down
Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style
We come through the spot real heavy on the waist
So when they
deda)
Yo
I no Dey beef by heart
I sell my Rollie I know get time like that
Nuf of them sell out dey munch my chat
But I get 9 lives, I Dey move like
sayin' - you know I'm with you - you know how we get down
We gonna get the nigga but we gotta map this shit out right
cause people, I... That nigga got
the energy is the bomb
I can tell that you fascinated by the way we rhyme
And we flow like with the mo like
Mo strike wit the fire
Baby I know you say it
at the end, round by the corner
Close to the edge, just by a river
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
Now that it's all over and done
Now that
that twenty one three classic nigga
Talking that shit get yo ass whooped nigga
Damn it that nigga Hopsin he be killing shit
If I see him I'mma blast
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