Lyrics:
Oogin oh, holdin it down believe me
It's feezy's of the heezy, We be in somebody's basement beats by Jason
And Gran call me Chris and Jason
(Nelly)
You
tens I will never fall
And I ball with that rocket like I'm Chris Paul
Yea yea yea yea rock out with that gang we staying on ten
And once I get started
the team on my back
Got me a permit 'bout to cop me a glock
Ridin' with that bitch on my lap
Ride with that bitch by my side
I'm talking legal way
A young
quoting[01:48.61]Straight up out the cut, call the doctor[01:50.61]Saw'em pouring mud in a bottle[01:52.54]Saw'em pour a ton in the bottom[01:56.53]20 floors up, call
money, all you niggas funny, Chris Rock
Hit yo party get it jumpin, tip off
She doing all that lip bumbin, bitch, take yo tits out
She gone do me
little
And I'm drew breeze
Cause I play this to a T
And I play my position
And I got the rock on lock
Like I'm Chris Paul
So you can't knock my pivot
late night you know I'm finna spin
Dive in it head first ain't been afraid to swim
Baby hit my line imma pull up once again
Come and rock w me lemme
on a late night you know I'm finally spin
Dive in it head first ain't been afraid to swim
Baby hit my line imma pull up once again
Come and rock w me lemme
Man, I will lean you like a kick stand
Rock you like a wristband
Cut you, then I switch hands
(They, they talkin' big, baby)
[Chorus]
Now, all
ya
I'm lookin? for that little lady with a lotta butt
So I can get ya to my crib and throw that bottom up
I hope you got enough, we rock G spots
young nigga to rock a suit
Baggy jeans with a hoodie retros on too
Retro nigga need a retro shawty
No baby I ain't tryna kick it no karate
I really had
all the ladies in the water
Take all 'em shots to the head
Now rock with me baby, rock with me, baby rock
Let me hear it from the bottom to the top
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
of our people
Believe in something higher
See no evil
Look me in the face. Am I scared?
My dad told me when I was young to not fear
Cause only fear can
the bottom now a nigga ballin' ten toes
I'm always riding with the beam, ain't tryna die young
Bought my bitch chanel bag straight from fashion nova
Took my
there was
Also a touching letter from Anna it made me
Happier than playing in front of thousands
Of people each night, rock-god
Idolization from fans
gettin' fit
And I got a sixty on my right wrist
I'm moving fast like lightning
These other rappers tryna bite me
Your baby mama want to bite me
I swear
I won the lotto I was rock bottom
Passed rock bottom I was on a cliche ting
Dance with the devil, Neville long bottom
Eyes like leaves in autumn
Ro
Now on with the show
(It's Tha Liks baby)
(It's Tha Liks baby)
One two, one two
I got a tape in my ride, made by Homicide
Ralph M
freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in
of money.
Like I say ol' Jack Johnson he was a pugilist,
He was a pugilist by preference and by profession
And one day ol' Jack came walkin' on down by
Mami sit down
Listen check me out (Ugh)
Who this dude stepped in a room custom suit
Alligator shoes rock a Millie Plain Jaine
Young nigga making boss
on the recording stuff
You know as e dey be na
And I'm out of this bull shit (Y.C.B ah ah)
But let me talk to him (Young Chris Brown was sup)
Ahn ahn let me talk
will smith but I'm laughing like Chris rock
Tried to say I wouldn't make it
I'm like ooo don't piss me off
You been rapping for some years
But you still
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