Lyrics:
Shirk
Boom plop
Neptune now his arms extends
while one millions of souls
sit lit in caves of darkness
What ols bark? The dog
mountain? Down by the Sea
books got me a veggie bun
Locked down at ten, I got the microwave from 9:50, don't touch my shit (ah)
Cut the bottom of the mop bucket, don't give none
Fetty's gonna rob him
I got a Glock in my 'rari, seventeen shots, no thirty eight by two
I'm like, yea, she's fine
Wonder when she'll be mine
She walk past
up, turn it up
I like that drum when it goes, boom tih-boom tih-boom
Let's dance! What the weekend, what the night is all about
Let's dance! Grab your
up, turn it up
I like that drum when it goes, boom tih-boom tih-boom
Let's dance! What the weekend, what the night is all about
Let's dance! Grab your
show up
Matter fact, we broke as fuck
Ain't nothing left to do except get
Tore up from the floor up
Shit, that's how I knew you was my girlfriend
So I
TO GET CAUGHT UP BY SHOTTIES THERE
AN OUT IN FORDY WHERE EBONY SHE GOT KILLED
AN I BE LIKE LAYIN CAUSE IM FILLED
WIT SO MUCH ENVY GOTTA KILL A MAN IF HE
the curtain's drawn
They're closin' the set
I'm still pokin' my head from out behind
And everyone who has doubt, remind
Now take your best rhyme, outdo it
Now do
Feel the heat when man jump on the beat
Opps fear me when I walk down the street
Iced out got a lot of cars in my fleet
Mati Boyz put our song
Yo
Just so you all know what time it is
It's your homeboy
Straight from the A-T
I ain't even going say the motherfucking rest
But you know
And yup I got the neighbors losing sleep
From the way I crank it up and let it beat
Yeah
Turn it up like
(Boom boom boom boom)
Let it beat like
(Bang
burning my bicep
Whole arm in the pot
From the bottom of the fork, forearm to the top
I lost my whole arm when it lock
It forms like a smoke bomb when it
Forest run!
Told that pussy little boy I wasn't goin for nothing!
My stick got a sun on it!
You get what you want from it!
Boom boom boom boom!
That bitch
bottoms up, bottoms up
You got some swagger? Better let 'em know
You got some swagger? Better let it show (swagger, ayy)
Take your swagger with you
Besides Yung3rd, none of ya flow famous
I swore I say day day on a commercial for Haiti
Thats a low blow something like your girlfriend do
While when
Dread from Belly, ock
You niggas nosy as a Neti Pot
'Desi cocked, semi-auto audio
Audible swag run up your cardio
They got yo' people chasin' a bag
I let
on the seats, engine got that caffeine
And you bitches couldn't have me, even if she didn't have me
Aye, and I don't need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is
on the seats, engine got that caffeine
And you bitches couldn't have me, even if she didn't have me
Aye, and I don't need my niggas, 'cause my girlfriend is
LOUD!
And yup I got the neighbors losing sleep
From the way I crank it up and let it beat
Yeah
Turn it up like
(Boom boom boom boom)
Let it beat
Como?!
Yeah, Lil Jon, Eastside Boyz
P-I-T slash Q-be -O-N. Get it right baby
From the bottom, to the ATL
Haa! Decatur, Swat, College Park
Haa!
Boom
Boom boom
Girl the closer we are, I'm bring you harm by leading you on
So put this all on me
And there's nothing as hard as you moving on I'm doing
lookin'
For someone to give him some love
Yea bitch he's gonna give it up
So I grabbed him by the ass and we went outside
Gave your man a joyous
wutchu tryin' do that
I suggest you do not
My chain is hot, what's more hot than that
That's how I murda music, that's why your broads on my back
Got
'm representing the Git It Boyz
This your boy Chingy
And matter of fact,
I wanna shout out everybody who had something to do with this album
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