Lyrics:
(hello)
Using my name in vain like I won't damage the boy
You think niggas was shooting your fat ass out of canons before (I'm that nigga)
Niggas is
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
30 percs up in my body
If I just took your money then I'm sorry
If I just took your bitch then I'm sorry
I'm on a mission you cannot stop me
Huh
If I
Uh huh
Jones
Dipset
Birdgang b*tch
You know what it is
When you see me two twelvin' you homie
You f**k n*ggas keep triple ninin', have some integrity
birthday
Wait, don't think they heard me
I say dog I got cake like everyday my birthday
[Chorus]
[B.G.]
I'ma Hot Boy, that's name brand and top
meanings
Freak when I see things, like this chick in a g-string
Can I touch you friend?
Beat boy, beat boy
Hit that perfect beat boy
Hit that perfect,
love
I don't know what love is
Na na na na na na na, na na na na
Well then I don't know
Na na na na na na na
Oh no
Even though you make me
swisher, strawberry swisher
Don't call my by my first name
You can call me Mister
Get some chronic, put it in a bag
All the cops, are on my ass
Roll
can’t walk in with me
With those levis on and
Don’t need pat no blunt to me
I’m a big dog man you a runt to me
Me and Gucci smokin gas
At a round table
(Flow boy)
I'ma
(Go boy)
C'mon
[Verse 2]
And yeah, ain't nobody true as us
You ain't gotta like me
I like me enough for the two of us
Don't compare me
Hoe look at my wrist, my neck
I just bust me a fat ass check, hoe
I'm the man, he's a wimp
If you wanna get ahead, get a pimp
Dope boy shoes, big
Love me right, keep it real
Guess that's too demanding
Could have a real one by your side
But you out here chasing panties
I take it you never
fronting mc, I hate to cap
You make hit records and you still can?t rap
I said it before, I?ll say it again
You don?t belive me, ask your fans
When I
slow boy
See me in the club surrounded by a bunch of dope boys
Designer all up on my pants
She think I'm a dope boy
Throwin' money while she dance
She
Uh wassup show these niggas how
The west was won
Yeah if you don't know my name by now
Just call me any rapper, could get it
Any month, any week,
to talk about is casualties?
They don't wanna see us in our home they take the lease
It took a, It took a while for me to get like this
Ima big dog, right
than, I ain't less than
Wanna judge me by first impression, but I'm too comfortable in my Element, like AYE!
Hold up, bruh, I got to let you know
Straight
see me with Boy Better Know
I've got some sort of firearm in the pocket
So if I don't send for the bucky and pop it
Send for the taser
Put it on a pussy
warning shot
Hit the ambulance, now you know he got, tuh tuh (gottem)
Slim petite, fat pussy, bottom cuffed ass (lawd)
Said she really love me, yeah, I know
clown, no day
No day
No day
Cyaan tek yuh fi clown, no day (yeah)
Cyaan tek yuh fi clown, no day (yeah)
You never see me go to party or the club
out
You don't know nothin about me
You just been running your mouth
Instead of telling hoes when you see me, you gonna take me out
I'm a real nigga,
action involved
All that cappin', we could put your bitch on salary dog
I just run the game and I don't burn no calories dog
All my exes started telling me
{Yella Talkin'}
My dog gonna be home with a story to tell
Ya see, y'all know what I'm talkin' bout
{Yella Boy}
Me rat a tat, tat tat tat, on you dog
goodie
You don't want no drug boy
He'll leave you barefooted and pregnant
Don't get too comfortable
You ain't gon be here too long
G's get locked up
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