Lyrics:
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Oven and bake ‘em up
Domingo he live by the gun
You don’t cooperate, we cut off your tongue
He don’t understand what the fuck going on
How the fuck these
Motherfucker pop a nigga from cut and ass
I gotta hustle wars with me and we actin' bad
For lil niggas in the Cadillac
Yea motherfuckin' nigga, it's on
Yea
I found my swag, man, they too lost
(Haha, wait then lil' nigga)
I cut you off, 'cause I had to
('Cause I had to, shorty)
I heard such and such done
a bitch
Oh my God, Jony Ca$h is that you (Is that Jon?)
If them ties not some money, cut em loose
Yeezy 700s think I love them shits
Only trust the cash
got steam, lil' nigga (yeah)
Cut his body, we extreme, lil' nigga
Pussy nigga know you fucked up, tryna come
And plot up on my green, lil nigga
You
let me hit I'm thrashing on I 95 I'm smashing
ain't cut me ain't up like me I got his lil thot on ha knees
That mouth so good I'm speaking in tongues
a street nigga
Once we get together, I'll bet you she'll sleep better
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Lil Jon]
A-T-L nigga, Shawty pimpin' how I put it down
Hello? What's happening world?
Yo, this Big Gipp!
I've been called down by Lil Jon
& The Eastside Boyz to
Tell you what's really happening on
These
he swervin' by
That's your issue - God bless ya - you deserve to die
[Lil Wayne]
Look,
Which one of these niggas playin' with me?
I'ma strap up
got cabbage
Know how to play the game because the nigga is a baller
Lil Jon with the beat (G'yeah!) and now them hoes want to call ya
I ain't Michael
Ayy, yo yo (Uh, huh)
Aye (What's up?) check this out (Okay)
Lil Jon in this bitch (That's right, nigga)
Corporate Thugs, motherfucker, motherfucker
time
But get yourself together 'fore that out day
.45 black like Akon
Choppa screamin' like Lil Jon
Glock 9 on my waistline
I dare a nigga try
Off Peers, Got Beats that'll Knock By See Us
Roll Up, Get Ya Throat Cut
Catch A Buck Fifth, Watch Yo Chest Lift
Dope Rhymes, Cause The Small Eyes Take
Off Peers, Got Beats that'll Knock By See Us
Roll Up, Get Ya Throat Cut
Catch A Buck Fifth, Watch Yo Chest Lift
Dope Rhymes, Cause The Small Eyes Take
pretty
YEEAAAAH! This is another Lil'Jon production
Petey Pablo, y'all what it is
Set it off
[Chorus]
you know I'd like to come over there
and just
I used to be on food stamps
Still remember them dark nights when I couldn't cut on my damn lamp
We ain't have no wifi, go and do a drive-by
Pull
Coolin' in the cut with the shooters
Young nigga playin' with a Ruger
Pullin' up in a new Barracuda
(Coolin' in the cut with my shooters) bah
on my pussy
I don't do quick pumpas I need me a big beast
To pick me up and fuck me like Melvin did (PLEASE)
I was fuckin' on lil Quez he turned me into
as hell
[Lil' Jon & Eastside Boys]
What the fuck my nigga what the fuck (What the fuck)
[Repeat 3x's]
Back up bitch nigga back (Back up)
[Repeat 3x's]
Now
came through in the summertime
Pult up in the whippy, lil shine on the black and white rims made her colourblind
Bad lil pretty lil freaky lil thang love
shots like Jon Gotti
That choppa chop yo chop up like Hibachi
Why you hating on a nigga like a Nazi
Aint no way no way a bitch can stop me
Told lil baby
to you live and direct
Just wanted to get a lil somethin off of my chest
Time to reflect, where being the best
Wasn't defined by yo pockets or amount
exotic, might spend it all
I spit it clear, I'm all in her ear, like what you say we get your lil' friend involved
Cut up baby, give me hella jaw, she's
game rich crooks
Rob justice and then they cop out to a civil case
Our world needs new servers and a switch up in the role play
Abandoned by the mother
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