Lyrics:
the dogs that's drivin' around in Beaumont
Lookin' for some cat
All you pitbulls should know by now
That hundreds in a roll look like tuna in a bowl
Philly never scared and them niggaz ain't timid there
Them young triggers lose lives by the minute there
It might start but the fight never finish there
and Delaware
Philly never scared and them niggaz ain't timid there
Them young triggers lose lives by the minute there
It might start but the fight never finish
ya'll tone
Now you see the chrome
I'm a blast it for ya I'm a blast it for ya
It's Freeway all by myself
I'm in da place all on my own
In da club
through the math I subtract them
You hear no laughter, QBC the thug factor
You niggaz ain't worth the punch, back snatch ya
Pitbull attack ya,
why they stay down, they loyal citizens of Zamunda
By way of A-T-L; if you disagree
don't even look at me ho don't pass go just go straight to jail
With
VERSE 3 ]
Rock a jam and emotion elevate and increase
Jettin words by the syllable, piece by piece
pronunciation is related, rhymes are updated
Don't
their ears, I got a perfect licking mind
Bout to slide by their crib, point it out and put you down
Take what you want, tie they ass up
Just don't, get,
defy, when you live or die
[Chorus: x2]
[B Real]
Times I hated, times I waited
Times I went by where I was drunk and faded
They said I wouldn't
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
She said I'm handsome
How the fuck I'ma take care
Of everybody? That's a handful
Everyday I dog a different bitch
I'm a pitbull
Watch where the fuck you
This year we iller than a nun in a cumshot
Getting' double penetrated in a dope spot
By two hard pipe hittin' Niggas
On the orders of Marcellus
a rodeo (RedOne, Pitbull, let's go)
The world is ours now, dale (it's gonna be a bumpy ride)
It's Mr. Worldwide (yeah)
Yeah, you now the drill (ha-ha)
Leave him paralyzed and agonized
Fellas, grab the thighs that's by your side
Say Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa
(Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-maco)
Everybody! Get your hands up!
(Honorebel) Pitbull
(You know how we get down) cool breeze!
It's not my fault
That your girl is intrigued
By
minutes ago
I had to do it haha, yeah
It's Christmas time in the city y'all
Yeah, it's Christmas time in the city y'all
Brought to you by Bigg Snoop Dogg
the last of a dying breed like 'Pac said
I got bread, got something that'll cock it
My ambitions as a rider by Slip-n-Slide, uh
All them killers down south
Aw shit, Aw fuck
Me, Kali and Ces we go to get bucks
On the path but didn't think we'd get stuck
By some crass lads that's 'bout to get tough
Unieś świat w górę tak by nas parkiet porwał
Pójdzie wsad runie dach czuję smak rzemiosła
Trójek grad w górę skacz tak jak Michael Jordan
Czujesz
Um kicking shit like a punt
I smoke P's by the month
Imma do what i want
Backwood full of runtz
Johnny knoxville how i stunt
Got your rent in these
Got some Ps in the passenger seat
Big 40 on my lap and the FM by my feet
She's as thick as a gram in the wood
Nah, I wish the bitch would
Got some Ps
a frisbee
[Chorus: V.I.C.]
[Pitbull]
I don't play no games, but silly
And if you disrespect
Say hi to the 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 milli
Get peeled like
When the money turns the world
Your lovin' turns to less
I learn by mistakes
Most of it is yours and
I'm done living life as a criminal
I thought
bombs, and word to mom, I'ma blow his arms
Six shot rhyme, my forty-four is made by ? arms
I put some diss in the steps, and damage all your reps
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