Lyrics:
I won't exist
Like who is dis
Fuck actin rich
Bought a bike and a
Whip
Lil bitch
Now who act rich
Li bitch
Drove a whip wit a stick
Lil bitch
on the dotted line (well)
Cause now you're mine
[Lil Jon]
Hey, hey bitch
Hey bitch get up it's time to go to work
Time to go to work bitch, it's your boy Lil Jon
to you
Big comes through wit
Mobs and crews
Goodfellas down to the Mo' Thug dudes
Who's the killer? me or you?
(We forgive you for you know not what
yourself
[JON YOUNG]
Ey you might get a lil help along the way
But it's on you, if you don't come through
You can only blame who? That yourself
Ain't nobody
Yeah, how many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki', slice the pie wit' you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that
Get high with you
Niggas know
going down, December 5th
You heard it, y'all
It's gon' be in stores
It's gon' be the hottest thing coming out the South
Lil' J Xavier, it's your man,
my gun with me (always) for peace I keep it right by my side (05 bitch)
Big Nate long beach we'll keep Lil' Jon tight beat so come on let's ride
it)
I was responsible for killin' John Candy
Got Jon Benet Ramsey in my '98 Camry
I don't give a fuck who you are
I'll shit on anybody, truly yours
away from my corner
I drown niggas in hundred degree saunas
You can act a fool if ya wanna (bitch)
It's this lyrical piranha
Strapped wit a grenade,
moved out her apartment
So my aunt went to the parish
Sister Mary said she belonged to
The members of the parish said
We don't know who you refer
up, whachu scared for?
You'll be a dead duck riding
In that flat bed truck uh! Let em go?
(NO WAY) Lil Jon let em know (OOOKAAYYY)
Soon as you say it
nigga who is you?
My locs on bright, baby look at me
She like how I talk, I get it from the p
Lil Jon did it, the party goin 'dumb
Put it in the air,
N-A-U-G-H-T-Y, B-Y, Na-Na-Na-Nature
Not 'cause I hate ya
Master the matress, flip and fold backwards
One kiss on your cheek will make you backflip to Chadwick
This is a JOE LAW SONG I begged to be on
Lookin' at you
Fuckin' wit me
Talkin' yo shit
Walkin' in this bish'
Who could that be
They fuckin' wit me
the cold, how you think that it would go (Let's go, Let's go)
Yeah, Aye who dem niggas? (Why would they be bout it? These niggas ain't wit' me!) Not wit' me
What what what what YEEEAAA!
Pitbull in this! This Lil Jon Chekin in, where my T golds at!
[Chorus:]
Twentyfo's on my truck that's nasty
They
They gone treat you like the pope
If i want it imma get it
Ion want no mf quote
Think lil Izzy out here trickin?
Quick to tell a lil bitch no
Nigga doing
clip that's about to explode
oh, you didn't know ?
it's dem boys dirty, dirty
act n wit dirty, dirty
he go by that bloody, bloody
six feet deep in
Vlone and you’ll live long
Lil' Vlone, Lil' Vlone, Lil' Vlone
Lil' Vlone
Lil' Vlone, ayy, yeah, ayy, uh, Vlone
(Did it by myself)
Did it by myself, did it
I gotta get it by myself, I get this money by myself
I swear I do it like it's two of me
I'm Lil Durk two times yeah, I'm Lil Durk two times
I'm
a motherfuckin' goddess
I'm the only man who know what to do wit that
Have you ever had yo pussy ate
By a mouth full of diamonds (yeah)
Ima make ya toes curl till
shots like Jon Gotti
That choppa chop yo chop up like Hibachi
Why you hating on a nigga like a Nazi
Aint no way no way a bitch can stop me
Told lil baby
baow
I go by PY, you play wit' me you gon' die
Zip that pussy lil' bitch up and send that nigga hidin'
We got bodies, you gon' die if you try
the air miss wit a homie, wait for the whistle
Who you thought we was? Temperatures might rise
Before everybody feel the fire from the five's
I told
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