Lyrics:
Brown
You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down.
I said yes sir my name is Willie Lee
If you've got a warrant just read it to me
Shot her down
coming
And I come running
Cause I'm your dog
Baby I'm your dog
So whenever you call
I come running
She's impressed by a fat boy
Cadillac, weed, pistol
nigga
I'm aiming at your Beats by Dr. Dre, nigga
I put up some ornaments today, nigga
'Cause 'round here, every day a holiday, nigga
This that Sorry 4
You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down
Yes so my name's is Billy Lee
If you've got a warrant you better read it to me
I shot her down 'cause
warrants, every block is boring
Friday night, getting bent, lick a poem
My dawg, not even home a month yet, and blaze a girl
in the stomach, he robbin
finale
Who wan' test me, c'mon
Me shot pussy-hole fi fun
Hot corners, cops with warrants, every block is boring
Friday night, getting bent, liquor
and go way overseas with
Your name on a plane you just flown
Khalifa don't play by the rules
I don't bend 'em or break 'em
I'ma make 'em my own
Finna make
Yo what you doing here huh?
(Hi I thought I'd drop by so nice to see you)
Nice to see you too okay
(It's been too long) yeah you can leave now
Kanye
the Charlotte Hornets
But I had to cut that bitch off cause see your patna had warrant
That I ain`t even handled yet although I`m havin cake
The little homie
patna had warrant
That I ain`t even handled yet although I`m havin cake
The little homie from the hood want me to put out his tape
He kinda tight too,
the blue van
E's upon on us, cause of warrants
While we smoke hash cheese enormous, stack cheese
Travel the world like Taurus, went half with Sosa for four
a hundred G's, I had me blockin' out of jail sentence
I'm recognized by the illest of individuals
Killers and criminals, even willies that's really into
I'll arrive by morning
Money long like the arms on Alonzo Mourning
Vampire chicks suck blood
Dusk to dawnin'
Waitin' to catch me sleep
But I'm not
front of an audience
Disturbing the peace
And the local ordinance
My eta
I'll arrive by morning
Money long like the arms on Alonzo Mourning
Vampire
son
Me and Shock up in a black Regal no insurance
We like DEA serving warrants
So tell the freaks you know to stop whorin
We goin' grab the mics
These are the ghetto highlights
To the niggas who smoke indo chocolate Thai and stress
Niggas who got warrants out for they arrest
Be it wrong or right
onstage
In front of an audience
Disturbing the peace
And the local ordinance
This pimp shit popping
I need coordinates
My ETA
I'll arrive by morning
Money
These are the ghetto highlights
To the niggas who smoke indo chocolate Thai and stress
Niggas who got warrants out for they arrest
Be it wrong or right
a hundred G's, I had me blockin out of jail sentence
I'm recognized by the illest of individuals
Killers and criminals, even willies that's really into
The way I play the game you
Think I'm smoked by the chronic
It's the Boy Scout
Stand for LBS from East to West
I'm still gonna bring it to your chest
My
sister, your brother, second cousin, and father, mother
Sponsored by Gucci, represent Hugo Boss
You didn't join our cult, that's your fucking loss
ain't up niggaaa
[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I
answer my phone, I know it's you, I changed your ringtone
Bro died, sister wasn't answerin', I called my niece phone
Yeah, bitch, you belong
Lil bitch, I'm a muthafuckin' martian
My niggas they bitin', not barkin'
My brother say bring him a Rari
He say he got aim with the warrant
I ride
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