Lyrics:
cherry, mane
Gangsta Memphis, kill or be killed, so it's ready aim fire
Nig gon die, bullets gon fly, momma gon cry
Nig gon try, empty that clip yo head
sonrisa dorada
A mi ya no me queda nada
Yo lo hablo a la cara
Filas con minas en la entrada
Ahora tu mira la bala
Yeah
Siento que quiero
Pero ya no me queda
YUP! ( in background)
(scratch) 1, 2, 3 as this is plain to see
I go by the name of Jermain Dupri
Dopeman fresh in the place to be
And uhh
[Chrous:]
are
Make them shake they body, bodies
It's the number one clique who love to party
We from the bottom, M-I-A
Came to have a ball and y'all, it's okay
Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh
[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like
What's yo come up like? (pussy)
I was down bad in them trenches
Eatin Ramen noodles with the gangstas
All star athlete who still be on the benches
JUST WORK IT!)
WORK YO' BODY! (SHAKE IT, SHAKE IT!)
DON'T STOP, WORK IT! (DON'T, DON'T...)
OWW! PUMP IT UP, PUMP IT UP! OWW! (GET LOOSE NOW!)
A PARTY
[Mase]
I'm in party mode now, uhh, you don't stop
c'mon, with the, with the, c'mon
D-Dot, c'mon
Chorus: Mase
Is it you? (Y'all the ones
I be booted out my eyes, send niggas to the sky
You gon' have to put up with my guys, bae, this my life
Pop Mollys, I'm in the Yo' with Rock Gotti
Relapse
Playin wit my gangsta, we gon leave em Radames
We heard that you play the fence, play wit me, ya saga end
Really kick it in the field, boy,
ain't letting Up
Swerving in a big body
Fuck nigga I'm the new John Gotti
I keep the mob with me and we Strap like the army pussy ass Nigga this a gangsta
It's the number one clique who love to party
We from the bottom, M-I-A
Came to have a ball and y'all, it's okay
Money Mark and the S-N-S, we don't play
comedina/ Bartender,
we need some more Hennessy/ Get drunk,
then flip out/ It's another gangsta party/ Everybody scream loud!
Ain't nothing personal
What's your prime interest
Is it the money, the cars, or the bitches?
After riches, Its a proposition
Come to the party
again, we just slid n***** slidin again (Slidin again)
Ay, Mama told me everybody ain't yo friend n**** (Yeah)
So I had to separate myself to make some
was more gangsta than Gotti
No he never moved sloppy, never fold origami
Back to the story on who Saul is supposed to meet
J got with a man named
Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh
[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like
then wasabi
And now we surfing on the remix
And I brought a legend to the party
With so many days I been on a wave I might take a dip
Might air out
see-walkin' in the (Parking lot)
We in khakis blast niggas in (Karl Kani)
Nigga this a gangsta party and you ain't supposed to be here
Nigga best to beware,
This culture came from
And what it's really all about
I got you, my nigga, yo, ayo
Count to ten and then come in shootin'
Fuck peace, Silverback the new
on that adrenaline
Oh, now you rememberin
Overdose 'em on poisonous poetry from the west to the wild y'all
Gangbagin like Gotti, rockin tha party
Straight
the kitchen, you know I be gettin'
I'm flippin' them benjis
Run wit' the pack then I'm cuttin'
Yo' throat, before I buy coke
I gotta get quote
Breads by
a housewife
When you know everybody know you a body
Got me a pistol, I got me a shotty
I be posted up in the yo like Gotti
How you gon' send a nigga like me
trap doing numbers
Turned the heat up in the winter
Its gone be a cold summer
Type of nigga with a package
And a gun in my undies
I'm a gangsta
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