Lyrics:
Drop the bomb, ring the alarm
We are here to do bodily harm
Now grab your girl and run along
'Cause she'll be with me by the end of the song
Ayo
me
Bustas always hatin' me
Knowin' they be playin' me
Get a name right
Next time you dissin' me on this cd be
(Gangsta Boo)
Double O seven
Intro: Lloyd Banks]
Yeah! I'm here nigga, Banks!!! G-G-G-G-G-G Unit!!!
Now don't try to stand next to me (Right)
'Cause I'm the nigga they came here
Don't mean to impose boy ill let you know
You're hearing me sayin'
I'm sayin' no
I'm not one of those girls that you think you know
You can talk that
then steal this CD
Listen man, I'll let you know how it feel to be me, it don't feel
[Chorus]
Let's dance the night away and just sway
We don't need a DJ or a dance floor
So leave your high heels there by the back door
Between you and me we
Don't mean to impose boy ill let you know
You're hearing me sayin'
I'm sayin' no
I'm not one of those girls that you think you know
You can talk that
come on
You get the CD and then, it's time to see me again
You break it open and then, no we not joking again
Turn on your player and then,
on the floor
Nigga, leave me alone
You don't need no more
Too drunk to drive home!
[CHORUS]
[BIG SCOOB:]
Got these dogs on a hunt
Let's get fucked up!
Smokin
yo' profile (uh)
Whisper in your ear and get you all shook up
But (what?) don't blush, just keep this on the hush
I know you seen me on the video
see no insert disc
Then the topic drops
Let me see the credits on your track list
Trust I don't get enough credit imma blacklist
No cap
Stats getting
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking
some direction yeah)
To that street called love (yes I do, yes I do)
Lead me to that road (please let me lead me to)
Trying to get home
Heard
in my arms
I let you slip away
I'm gonna get you back someday
You're still the one for me
I finally figured out I made a big mistake
To ever let you
I'm comin' from the west, they all slept
(Flex) 'Cause it's been a long day
And I get with Johnny Q when
Niggas rub me the wrong way
Twenty four tracks
(let's go)
Ain't heard nothing like this
So God forgive me if I buss my ting right now (yeah)
Wow, I blow my own trumpet
And if you don't like it, lump
that
Came before me
All of y'all and the office that
Promote me on the street
All the mom and pops gone
That don't get a lot of credit
This spots
kid
Wannabe cats get pushed to the side dunn
Rep the qb word to me die for my son
You feminine, picture me tryna let you
Have that ass bouncin like
though
Better fuck me like you need a love
When I drop by, drop by gold CD's
Tonight I'mma put my seed in one
That's what's up
Gichen- a button-up
One, one two
Check me out right here, yo
Yo, the sun don't shine forever (you can turn the track up a little bit for me)
But as long as it's
G.D.?
C.C. I think it's in me
Jealous 'cause when they come to hit, 'tics get many 'cause
I'm the boss and this the way it's gone be
[Chorus]
With a freestyle, sharper than the Indian spear
So sit back and let the king explore
Describe me, the kid's nice and he holds swords
And his name,
Yeah
It is
Whoa (whoa, whoa)
And I'm 'bout to get an IV, so
Let me knock this out real quick
(Run it back, Turbo)
Yep (whoa)
B-I-G, B-I-G,
come on over, let me see under your wrapping, babe
Baby, I'm a special delivery just for you (ooh, ooh)
To get your attention, I'm shiny and new (so,
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