Lyrics:
she made me step
Back a minute she was wet
By then I was so ready
She got my tank top so sweaty
Tossed her up like Machiavelli
And yea she
feelin'
Let's get lost in the crowd
Our inhibitions are out tha window
After we hit the flo' anything goes
Bounce, Roll, & Shake
Anything goes
Bounce, Roll,
it up
Slam dunk da funk
A put it up
If ya got that feelin
Slam dunk da funk
A put it up
A put it up
By now you want to know
What hits you
slut, and let the ho get on and make her money
You understand? I got a homey sittin' by me
Understand this nigga don't understand because he's a young
just one or two I wanna be wit u roses and chocolates
I give to u baby u kno tht I'm feelin u stop playin games girl
I'm into u be by yo side wen u
that shit
He just turned up the volume, bangin 50 Cent
[Chorus]
[Xzibit]
I got soldiers from both sides who really don't care
Who identify
can hear it in my music
Plus I got the scars to prove it
And man, you won't understand what I understand
I'm feelin' like a piece to a bigger plan
on the bumble, they ready to rumble
My prayer never crumble
I feel like I just hit the lotto
Open a bottle, my foot on the throttle
Kanye got me feelin' like
slow
Got surrounded by a sheriff down in Mexico
(Well he was steppin' right along)
I were a hot-footin' it
(But he was steppin' too slow)
It was
im two higher
Step up get lit light liha lighter
Givenchy I'm rockin attire
Actin like you fuckin wit tha kid, hoe shit
Clique by my side call my bro
August 85 fell a star from the sky
Im tryna make it, I ain't tryna make it by
My mind on tha prize
Know you're tired of the lies
They said rap died, but
eyes out i just ain't got it in me
Feelin so hopeless dog it ain't no pretending
His reply was trust me im feelin you bro
But don't forget in this life
'bout that!
Want to tell that D's yeah, I doubt that!
I put the barrel in tha 5th in ya mouth
Jack! 50 Cent!
I said I'm 'bout it, 'bout
It! - I'm
bars are fundamental
Happiness is temperamental
Won’t be judgmental
Good drugs supplemental
Yeezy boosts got me feelin loose
Drink a 5th of gin and juice
was hot, but I to keep takin cause I had to get RICH
Now I got a lil BIT OF SCRATCH
Alligator in the lab, you be on a nigga back, you be servin packs
(get the whole thing)
Gotta do it big (do it big), to sum it up (yeeaaaaaaa)
We just wanted it, tha come up
[This time through added libs by Sunshine
to bust steel all night, but now I gotta deal, alright
We got drug dealers and bug niggas, who love killin
Slugs killin, ya touch feelin, just for
the shits on lock
Keep it on all five like a sock
Suppers ready come and eat with a boss
Jungle juice I been sippin out the box
Jungle juice I been feelin
Man, I'm just tryna live life
Everybody got they two cent for me
But don't ever wanna do shit for me
Y'all can keep yo' change
'cause I'm just tryna live
Breaking you down with suds you tweakin
The game got a son
I am the one
I put it on Stevie
Riding round my city in tha quarter ton
Sunroof open looking up
Some of 'em lie about the shit they got and what they do on the block
Some of 'em lie about the guns they pop
But I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't
Spin the block Ye might do it twice
Hit a opp ye I might hit em nice
I got tha glizz tucked dunt wanna Fight
Am talkin stick talk u might take
steppin' too slow
Got surrounded by a sheriff down in Mexico
(Well he was steppin' right along) I were a hot-footin' it.
(But he was steppin' too slow)
Jesus told you niggas to do?
Work for four dollars and twentry-five cents an hour
And y'all ain't stealing shit?
Well you know me, I started stealing
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