Lyrics:
me, oh, 'member me (hey)
Take 'em way back, Lil Jon energy (Lil Jon)
Pockets real fat, Cashville ten a key (Young Buck)
Fire the blunt (woo), it done
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
myself
I got my niggas with me, I ain't run this shit all by myself
It costs to drip like this, lil' nigga, you better watch your step
If you ain't from
I'm right there by the stop sign
Lil' bro hopped in the front, tucked in the Glock 9 Mike was on go somehow he knew the route line
Lil' bro distracted,
tryna get a lick
I'm taking all of these oxys
I'm counting papers in the whip
Im getting cheddars lil shawty she wanna blow
I be going to the top ain't no
Whenever I get lonely, I drop the
Top lil' bitch every time I, they owe me
She a hood bitch, yeah I know
She don't cop no boneless, no boneless
Shout out, to my man Lil Flip
Big Mo, Project Pat and the whole three six
Yea, I know about them Texas boys
Who keep a liter in the cup, and a heater in
(blast) blast royalty you dumpsters better get back
Before you get a setback and get clapped
That's it and that's that, clap!
(Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow
Hey, hey
Hey, hey, yea yeah
Leave my hands dirty, I'ma bury that nigga
Live by the gun, you gon' be first, lil' nigga
Finger on the trigger, don't
Throw his ass in the trunk
Ain't no coming back
Hand that boy a lil Tec
Ain't no coming back
Hit a lil drive by
In the cul-de-sac
Hit that boy with
on ha face
My stick I let it blow
You gone die fa trying
You think bout robbin
Imma let it blow
Got sticks from Texas h**
If I gotta problem
Imma stretch
[R. Kelly:]
Aye Uh huh
Uh Huh (Let's go ladies)
Lil Jon (Yeah)
Your Boy Kells
(Yeah)
[Mario:]
And Mario
[R. Kelly:]
This is for the Chocolate girls
lil' nigga
Life is splendid lil' nigga, fuck yo' hoe
Now yo' hoe on blow i swear I make her snort
More blow than Pinocchio, okay!
I walk inside
You was sweet like some honey bee
It's a lot of you, but it's only one of me
Every time I blow the whistle, they run to me
All my shit pump race lil
Here I go, he go, we go
We smoke, she blow, I drink, she roll
She on, we on, so there another episode
I know I laugh, you don't, don't ask
We
science yeah
Got a lil brain can't lie, now a nigga bill nye, how he think so fly huh?
Really I'm just im gettin by, all you gotta do is try, just do it
on lil baby you know that I'm feeling heartless
They questioning my path cuz I'm telling them I'm a artist
Still pushing with my brothers tryna blow up
a pharaoh
You better shoot your shot like a fucking bow & arrow
I'll be damned if I get get curved by a bitch that's a hell no
Got some lil niggas strapped
the addy you know that we finna drive by and the AR gone blow like a trumpet
All of my nigga you know we step you ain't heard about us then you know that we
switches on and make it jump
Before me you needed Lil Jon to make it crunk
Naw for real come to Cali player take ya pump
My New York niggaz leave y'all wit
side
Shit
I aint gonna front
You're just so fine
And I got time
Blow out your spine
I mean blow your mind
I just wanna vibe
Yea
Girl I'm just tryna eat
It's the boy Lil' Jon (Yeah!)
Got my partner Yelawolf with' me (What's up Yela?)
You know it's time to crank the club up
Let's go! Yelawolf
You
Take a lil walk with me we can a blow lil tree
Hair blow in the wind ground relaxing our feet
This love is like rhythm that I got on repeat
Its 2
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