Lyrics:
Killa, Dipset
Lil' Weezy, Cash Money
Yo ma, let me holla
Let's do it, uh
Ma, I been huggin' the block (huggin' the block)
That's right,
Excuse all the haters 'cause they lookin' sideways
Let's get it now, chyeah
You got me wrong
You be sittin' by the bar when it's your song
You can
a fight
You'll get lost in the light
If you keep staring at the sun, you won't see
What you have become, this can't be
Everything you thought it was
Its impossible, to stop a ho
So let her go, and get the dough
Lead the way, or step aside
Break a bitch till the day I die
[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
Check
frontin' like a - like a
[Lil' Jon]
Well get cho' hands up, get cho' hands up
Stop actin like a bitch and get cho' hands up
Well get cho' hands up, get cho'
And we almost extinct so I'm saying it loud,
Say it with me, (MCs move the crowd) [Repeat x3]
[Lil Wayne]
I got it baby,
And I'm a MC I move
know like he's on a ladder
Bun B gon' get at her, Pimp C gon' get at her
Cause it ain't really fun if
The homies cannot have her
Told me she got some
around and bring it down tonight
Bring it on up, move in close
Let me see you and your partner stroll
Step to the left, step to the right
Spin around
I'd have to fold my beard
Check one, two, Sonny, tell Bob to dim the lights up
You see the studs, I want the red strobe to hit it right
Stones are
Killa, Dipset
Lil' Weezy, Cash Money
Yo ma, let me holla
Let's do it, uh
Ma, I been huggin' the block (huggin' the block)
That's right,
Now ain't nothing like a neighborhood trampy slut
Take a hoe to a spot and let her lick these nuts
Get a square bitch, you gotta lie to kick it
But
that shit that get ya jive talkin'
East side artist see walkin'
People, people, listen closely
I sing it 'cause mostly when ya'll approach me
Stay low
slut, and let the ho get on and make her money
You understand? I got a homey sittin' by me
Understand this nigga don't understand because he's a young
bounce (Let 'em bounce)
Two steppin' lil' mama work it out (Work it out)
Go down (Go down)
Now get dirty (Get dirty)
Go down (Go down)
Now get dirty
Come get money with me, if you curious to see
how it feels to be with a P-I-M-P
Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch TV
From the backseat of my
this bitch
Hoe, you know it's LAT, we almost famous, lil bitch
On our toes and on our feet like Usher Raymond, lil bitch
And you know Lil Wayne is
I got a story to tell, you know I cherish thee
Hope it ain't too many feelings involved
I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles
drive by
Ayo, this record right here is called "FL4M3$" by Lil Tune, Lil Wayne's son
The future, young king
Bless up, let's get it
Young Money
Later on I'm tryin' to climb behind ya spine
Hold up lil mama, Slow ya a** down
Pick it up, Throw ya a** down
Now throw ya a** around
An scream me
of your gal and make her tell
Like, "Slut, where's the yay, or I'ma pop one in your grill"
It's Lil Wayne, nigga, blast and bang triggers
Play with my
Put some pimp shit on my radio and bounce, bounce, ah
Let the bass vibrate my chest, take it to the Midwest
Run it back to the south, and bounce, out
helpin' y'all see the fake
I'm just tryin' to be the great, tryin' to get a piece of cake
Take it off of your plate, eat it right in your face (ha)
They
gotta move
Now it's on to Texas and to (Georgia)
They tell you what they want, show you what they want you to see
But they don't let you know what's
and laugh at you, bitch
A.C. gotta stay cool, man
"Never, let 'em see you sweat", that's the rule, man
Hit it 'til we through, man, send her back to you,
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