Lyrics:
of one
I'm Mr. Miyagi Nigga you Julie son
I'm running shit over
Like Warrick Dunn
Treat these bitch ass niggaz
Like step sons
So watch your step son
I'm
on the corners with
Them saugers and calzones drugs on 76th
Off of Warrick me and Mortermir Milestone
As sure as the sky is gray
As pure as the whitest yay
I pour
I got Atlanta on my back
Like I'm Warrick Dunn in '02
Keep it in the souf
That's exactly what we gone do
I know this music thang gone pop
So I'm
Anthony Dorsett on these niggas
Was in the picture, the stars called me
Got sweeter than Peter Warrick or
Warrick Dunn when I'm done leavin', we gettin'
to blow that
Have the coroner give you a toe tag
And have yo family members so sad
Hang you up, now you a coat rack
Warrick run shit, he don't run track
give a damn where you from
Smoke a O that Warrick Dunn
I'm from the land of the ones
That keep the 2-3 like LeBron
I come from a city of slums
It's rats
here ( Damn )
Day 1's turn in to done's
Runnin' like Warrick's son
All that talkin' got you stuck
Won't let you pull me in your rut
These nihga foldin'
with Jeff Garcia throwing the pigskin
Y'all need to work on y'all defense
I train like Warren Sapp on the weekend
Maneuver like Warrick Dunn
I'm just
Uncle Warrick sick and gone
When him couldn't catch a flew
Picka T you a mi don
Respect long and overdue
When nothing never did a gwan
You still have
fear, let me hold something
Look in your face like you owe something
[Chorus]
I'm playing for the 'bucks' like Hakeem Warrick
Nickel bag in
'em Warrick Dunns
I'm from East Atlanta man this is how it's done
We rock them old school verse under the Georgia sun
You fuck with him, you fuck
Spit out the stick like it's Razor Ramon
I'm crazy, chico (Ahh)
Damn, I am cold, y'all niggas love it
Diamonds is cuttin' just like Peter Warrick
My
fear, let me hold something
Look in your face like you owe something
[Chorus]
I'm playing for the 'bucks' like Hakeem Warrick
Nickel bag in
like a Bunyan, huh
Sold Dirty Diana, them onions huh, woah
I run it up like I'm Warrick Dunn
I brought a clip, look like three guns
Pay to strip, I need
sensitive every time, shit, ain't no fun now
You was so tough on that TL, you wanna run now
Ran up that sack, like Warrick Dunn, I need them touchdowns
to pee on;
baby cause that's the shit that we on
Niggaz go to Warrick like Deion
Put the G on
I analyze guys with Montana eyes
to vandalize any man alive,
Peter Warrick
Ain't hard to find
But duckin and dodgin
All these warrants
Wit dangerous demographics Ignoring all the warnings
Catch me causing havoc
Warrick Dunn
Aye, yeah you know I love my bucks
Aye, You never coming in the clutch
Aye, he ain't gone ball he a buss
Aye, 10 bitches 3days
Aye, triple
thats a big tip
Stack up the cho boy thats off the rip
Im not 28 but i got the zips Until im done like Warrick
The energy you can absorb it
And I just
it up like my name Warrick Dunn
Live on the edge I feel like Steve-O
Gone come back round just like a zero
Stay by my side they out to get me
Is you
My bitch topless titties perky
Mr perfect Bel Air jersey
Air Force ones love my guns
Run that weight like Warrick Dunn
I'm so solid 99
You know
they try to take sum
Tell her for her love I’m running back like I’m warrick dunn
She hit that head i give her three hundred like she a spartan
Had
do now I dunn it like Warrick
All this green growin out of these clean g star jeans the g stand for garden
Money on my mind, I get it regardless vizion
They say who that nigga
It's huncho no question I am
28 grams that's a warrick dunn
I stretch the pack like the bird Kevin hart ass was running from
Nah
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