Lyrics:
seen all o' y'all comin' in the strip club,
lookin' at all this pussy, me and the boys, me and 2 Live Crew,
Brother Marquis, Mr.Mixx, uhh, Fresh -
repeat
This the place this the spot
Where that shit you been hiding can drop
Now dance like you've gone mad
You got the music in you too
Like
to the top
Make you twerk to these fat beats and bass that drops
With your booty, jiggling like Jello, It won't stop
Like open bar at the club, the bottles we
One motherfucker, two motherfuckers
Three motherfuckers
Fo' - wanna squab with me
Over they motherfuckin hoe
Tell 'em like this
Ya better get up off
boom on top boom, boom gat for gat
And all the rules got the drop on you
And let the nickel nine pop on you
Yo, my crew in the front got it
Her inner lesbian comes out when the liquor gets in her
Without warning Trouble drop her booty right on my nut sack
Winter turned around I stuck a dub
GS's, sendin' messages
Two and two makes four, Cristal's crazily pour
Gun wars, my crew feel 'em like swords
With the green leathers, hundred pound
GS's, sendin' messages
Two and two makes four, Cristal's crazily pour
Gun wars, my crew feel 'em like swords
With the green leathers, hundred pound
a mule
to put my kids through school
Live by my number one rule, got to support my crew
I’ve got nothin’ to lose, divin’ head first in the pool
I’ll be
know that I
Live and die for the things I do slang
I use breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews.
1-2-1-2 uh
1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2
all a cop thought of
We live stool pigeons smokin in salt water *pigeon*
Only my lord and our crew know what happened to him
His family prayin 'cause
to a real nigga
How do u do, how's your crew and their whole family
I love it when I am in the club
And all that ass shake
Throw it throw it baby drop it low
It's 2AM in the morning and it's uh
Light showers and you're probably hookin' up with that girl
That's been, two-wayin you all week
Her baby
weight in the cooter, ten plates to soup ya
One twos we oughta cruise right by the state troopers
When I'm drinkin' Cristal, start thinkin' 'bout Al
(Verse 2)
Live my life BANGKOK, Crotona in the Bronx
From the block, Now Im in that BANGKOK
Pay attention how the kid rock,
Still got that JUICE like Pac
booties matter
Gotta big booty bitch ride like she gotta saddle
Got ghost on da plug like i jumped in a phantom
Drop a duece in that bitch dis a exotic
with Po-yo, and his trunk is steady glowin
See that boy me and Poo
Hes steady jammin Screw
Two toned blades
Flippin rollin with tha whole crew
Yes that
jammin Screw
Two toned blades
Flippin rollin with tha whole crew
Yes that screw you he's a dealer
Boy had a seizure
Its that '96, Kiki locked we gon
cars (Cars)
Have to love them ratchet bitches (bitches), they get 2 Live with the Crew (Crew)
Make them pop that pussy open (open), man I feel like Uncle
hot what what
Mack krew 2da gone make ya drop it like it's hot
Back when I was on the phone with her
I would go to sleep
An wake up to her voice
hot what what
Mack krew 2da gone make ya drop it like it's hot
Back when I was on the phone with her
I would go to sleep
An wake up to her voice
This
down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
Where
bakin' soda, this home improvement
She bring the .9 by two
I fuck on that ho and came back on her (go)
It look like she went got a new BBL
Oh, now
to East Greenwich through
Every state with a sentence
Frozen weight in the cooter
Ten plates to soup ya
1 2's we oughta cruise right
By the state troopers
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