Lyrics:
Straight to the County with no motherfuckin' bail
4800 with this Crippin', oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg, ya
Oh yeah!
In France, a skinny man died of a big disease with a little name
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle and soon she did the same
to the County with no motherfuckin' bail
4800 with this Crippin', oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg, ya better get right,
Oh yeah!
In France, a skinny man died of a big disease with a little name
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle and soon she did the same
Oh yeah!
In France, a skinny man died of a big disease with a little name
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle and soon she did the same
the Yellow Pages under smooth shit
'Cause Red ain't down for the bullshit
Niggas fucked up by letting me make an album
(How come, rude boy?)
To get
and time, my flight lands at nine
Your flight lands at eight, my game just rewind
She love them dope boys, I love them big booties
Hurricane, strip clubs,
always mo', ow
Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad (yeah, yeah)
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
to the County with no motherfuckin' bail
4800 with this Crippin', oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg, ya better get
unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad (yeah, yeah)
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
Bombs over Baghdad (yeah, uh)
Don't pull
Wait, hold up, chill, what's that, son?
Damn nigga got fucked, shit, huh
By his back, watch nigga run
Seven the center of your eight point Sun
Two chains!
Bang bang switch lanes like a drive-by
I am so fly man I might as well sky dive
Black girls white lies
You know that's not your damn
Boosie
We stomp you out like a movie big curvy and 20 uzi's
Fuck with us boy you stupid
We clutch and we all go use it
Fuck with us y'all go lose it
Oh, oh
I stood by the exit door of the hotel cafe
He was playing with his band
I've always been a sucker
Had a weakness for a boy with a guitar
Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad (yeah, yeah)
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
Bombs over Baghdad
getting money
Smoking L's by the hundreds
We got blow, we got molly
We got blood on the money, dedicated to the money
Killing niggas for the money,
Giddy i-ae Giddy i-ae Giddy i-ae for the one-eyed Reilly
Giddy i-ae (bang bang bang) Play it on your old bass drum.
Reilly played on the big bass drum
the patch and trap it. Grab it by the legs and swing the big eyed rabbit. Ride Sally ride. Bunny tries to hide. Bang bang shoot 'em up. Yum yum eat 'em up.
Oh Yeah
In France a skinny man
Died of a big disease with a litte name
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle
And soon she did the same
Yeah
Ay, Em you ready?
Herk, you got them things, nigga?
You know
Detroit city
There they go, them D-Town boys, carry the Calico
Whenever
Oh yeah
In France, skinny man
Died of a big disease with a little name
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle
Soon she did the same
Relax your mind, let your conscience feel free
You're now fuckin' with Hit-Boy and G.A.M.E
It's Dolla $ign in this motherfucker (Dolla $ign)
Wrist
bang bang
And I'll be everywhere on the map but
I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep
like a mannequin
Amiri denims got them panickin'
I pour a four in my Fanta
If my opps in a foreign
Then we shootin' up the Phantom
Big Glock up
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