Lyrics:
playing around now
(yeah) act grown for once
(Grown Man remix) , let's go
(Young Gunnaz, John Legend, Future of R&B)
Come on, baby girl, let's go
Uh, have
[Doe Mac talking]
Woo
You know we had to do it
Come on ya'll
Mishon Let's go ahead and get to this remix
He only 10
Let's make em turn
Come on let's
back for the remix
Party like we just don’t care
Would you pull up to my spot
You and all your girlfriends
Tonight’s gonna get real hot
Ima welcome
on the remix (remix)
Toot that thang up, mami, make it roll
Once you pop, pop lock it for me, girl, get low
If yo' mama gave it to you, baby girl let it
on the remix (remix)
Toot that thang up, mami, make it roll
Once you pop, pop lock it for me, girl, get low
If yo' mama gave it to you, baby girl let it
Serious, J– serious, serious
Another quick music lesson serious, serious
Straight off the mark, now, let me just say
Gun crime's on the rise in
Advocated by the few who do live it
Bloomberg, make a nigga cop the Mossberg
Shorty ain't a shorty, he a Shooter like Wahlberg
Old man told me, don't be,
to hit Beach Road
Roll up and get Hella high
With a wahine booed up like Ella Mai
And ain't no doubt she gone let me Pu Insai
Nine, six, seven, two, oh
She
john drawers, long john stalls
Any stank puss' make my long john pause
Women on their cell making long john calls
And if they like to juggle, get long
street shit
You give dem' all stories of remix
I just stepped on this yayo wit' remix
I'm smashing this hooker, she skeeting
I don't talk to deez' hookers
Ooh yeah
Ooh (that's right)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on
That's right
Let's go
Don't stop
Yeah
I like that
Come on
Bad Boy
Oh, when
(Hey, ooh) don't stop, can't stop
Spizzy Spose in the house
We're gonna sex it out for
You if you don't mind let me tell you, girl
I like my sex by
hangin
What earthquake say is wrong in a relationship
We a corporation lets take over the nation
Let me get up with u girl
Don't be trippin on yo guy
to the ground only to the sky
Do what you gotta do just to get by
Make sure you have an alibi
We sip and we smoke that La
You can’t be shy
When you born in
Shorty this gon' be your favorite song
DJ Drama
And this is the remix
Baby, I don't know about you, but my wish came true
Matter of fact, let me
Get wit me now come on special delivery
(Well give it to me)
Bad Boy baby special delivery
Aye yo hold up a second this is the remix
So let's
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (remix)
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
There’s an elephant in this room, let’s talk about it
I feel surrounded by these rappers, industry is crowded
Cut a couple thousand, replace me, oh yeah, I
don't rap for their back
You smoke them gans and you up, that's that, they joking, they still get void
Might hop out the car and shoot, back in shank
SY, that's R.D.G.
Don't chat to' me about guns
We can play that shit
Like C.O.D.
Told bro SY
Let's go for a ride
Glide broad day
Or glide at night
the ass
Staff getting rigid, wasn't gonna take away the visits
Segregate niggas by theyself and make 'em stay with it
Wicked, swung the shank around
buss
I'ma heave, 'nother full court let out (bop, bop)
Put a 9 in pebs, or I fling it in Z's (ayy)
OT, where the packs get spread out
If she don't
another proper crack
and it's phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piper
and let that real shit provoke, so you's a wanna be 'loc
and you'll get smoked
I'm so cold, I'm so cold
Hold up now, take yo time
Let me get this right
You're trippin' on what's in front of you
Cause you're lookin' behind
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