Lyrics:
stuck to the plan Took 2 L’s and made a “M” I’m ballin now, ya hear me Droptop Vert, Hittin it VVS’s Cheerleadin Think I hurt them feelings Wait, they
It's gettin'-out time down at the high school We're checking out all the Little cheerleaders like you With your cheerleadin' dress and Your
I'm like three flows in on this verse So what that tell you? That tell me that These niggas do a lot of cheerleadin' (lot of cheerleadin') And these
the fuckin' sunlit Y'all cheerleadin' And I'm the first pick I could end your ass Only usin' my wit You don't know me So you better submit I'm on the move Like
bandwagon Cheerleadin' ass hoes, but they pretty like a pageant She said she'd let me cut, I had to stab it, fo' real though I don't need no niggas in my
cheerleadin' chicks grew up to all be overweight See now I lookin' greta, I wonda what they ate To that I'm really happy wid my supermodel date, hey hey Back in
t-shirt My brother taught me how to throw a curve ball The cheerleadin' thing never felt quite right When it comes to high fashion I hit a brick wall
(racks) She a bad bitch got her own, she a keeper (keeper) Dope boy, dope boy, Forgie's on a Regal (dope) Ho, boy, you was on the field cheerleadin' (ho)
Ain't no playin' both sides over here, please make your mind up and choose Bitches cheerleadin' and then they sneak dissin', I think they sort
said, "You lookin for me? I'm the one who be talkin loud" She said, "Damn, nigga we need you on our cheerleadin squad" Hell no, never ever Trevor
YELLA: You fake cheerleadin' bitch! You want a nigga like me to beware, ha? I'ma show you some spokes right now.. Ya' bitch'you... TEC-9: Take them
You be Pom Pom’d up, you be cheerleadin' You my chicken noodle soup when it’s chilli You be blowin' on my spoon Get the steam off Get a Dream off Then
flip a nigga make hime feel like he cheerleadin Nobody know who killed him Til this day its just a theory Yeah Im with ya main getting brain til my dick
the entire Series/ that mean if u ain’t ballin u cheerleadin Gave u one & u asked for a couple mo/ Take u & yo bills Buffalo Pray that i don’t go out like no
just drop bombs on you cheerleadin' niggas with the pom-poms My Jamaica bitch got socks on, every time I hit it she be like, "wagwan" Peter Piper
daughter. You're lucky that you caught her She won a blue ribbon for her twirl She's a cheerleadin' fool, she makes the boys drool But she's been a lonely
feel you" At the end This might be the real you Youre damn proud about it otherwise it would kill you We're playin like its for a cheerleadin' tryout How
plenty shows Candy paint and glass vogues. Look at 'em whisperin.. Like some hoes on the sideline They 2nd streamin and cheerleadin while I'm gettin
[Yella] You fake cheerleadin' bitch! You want a nigga like me to beware, ha? I'ma show you some spokes right now, you bitch you [Tec-9] Take them
bitches don't jump, we ain't cheerleadin' Noise in the crib, I don't feel things Claimin' they woke, but they still dreamin' Wake him up with a large
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