Lyrics:
like I turned the tables
Got a few goodies that keep me able
I'm a city girl in a little world
With big curls and big dreams
Sturdy seams and high
at them dudes now
Jordan crying face the outcome
Big Time, call me big time
Crown king when the spit rhymes
Russell Westbrook How I dish lines
Rodney
sweat from my balls,
If I drop anotha album I did dat fo my dawgs.
10 Maybachs, everybody ridin big,
I just sit back like: Look what I did.
Den I bow
for my dogs
10 Maybach's everybody riding big
I just sit back like look what I did
Then I bow my head and beg for forgiveness
Once I said my prayer
Cuz I need me that bag and I need me them keys
Young trey big boy now he AP
Used to wanna cop the rollie I was only sixteen
now every day we
commas up
Call me Big Meech (Big Meech)
Uber man can I smoke in your car
Tell me no I'll fuck you up big time
(Big time)
Bitch boy do you want your five
can get you with little Sammie and Bow Wow
Please girls try to understand me now-now
Like my little sisters I'ma hold you down-down
Got the whole
shows I'll take a bow
Disrespect that's what I can't allow
Why you switch up on me I'm like wow
Watch me ball on these niggas just like the brow
She
the Ruger
And I got a clique full of shooters
And I'm in your dreams Freddy Krueger
Fucking with my niggas bet they do ya
Coolin' in the cut with my
Some cats grow by the laws of the wild
Some learn slower and lag in the mud
Some stand up in defense of a style
Some let the big dogs eat them up
Dolly:
Put on your Sunday clothes
When you feel down and out
Strut down the street and have your picture took
Dressed like a dream your spirts seem
nothin'
The big axe is Paul Bunyan
Blood splatter from his bladder
Docs was all buggin'
Like, "We knew he was bold
But can't believe the gall of him"
Bitch,
promo let the streets talk
Raised in the ghetto by the fellows
So he street smart
Line every other rapper up streets chalked
O.G. wit da PEN OMG
Give
Bittersweet
bittersweet
Like the dollar
bills are been
아니
그런 거 말고 돈
아니
그런 거 말고 bucks
어린 마음이 요즘 힙
pull up bombei
눈치 까고 호응해 wow
얻어먹은 밥에 bow
쓰고 단 게 마치
tastin' like
know I know it's hard to dream I Know my souls so hard to
Real smooth real cool real nice with It yea
Big moves lil dudes big price with it Yea
I ride
"Wow!" said the broken Californian down
On the beach that used to be by the beach
Town hasn't moved but's getting closer, losing ground
Making
Themselves out, ya' touch Grass
Give a big hand and a bow Are you on cloud nine are You high right now
Showman, turn the lights on Showman, burn on bright,
oh)
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yay (hustle oh)
Hey No food for lazy man oh, (No food for lazy man)
Make you work and use your hand oh cos (No food
full out
Pow wow rippinem gang gotem gun out
Bow wow never let go till we bite off
Banged out and homerun your girl like
Way out the ball park
I hit it
Girls go 'wow' and 'ow' to now show ya how to bow to
Scoop-a, in the train goopa, don't bloop a
What, Rick you playin supa dupa
How Slick? Just, you must
heart
Secondly I want to
Dedicate this song to y'all
Cause without y'all
There is no me
(Lil' Bow Wow:)
I can never turn
My back on y'all
Cause
that mic down, admire the technique and tight tight sounds
Of a Renagade, never been afraid, the time is right now
Before I take my bow and finally
Nine eleven Porsche same color as cranberry sauce
I ain't gon' front, I thought R. Kelly was the shit
Let me find out he fucking 'round with Bow Wow
indirects, I don't care about those subliminals
Cos you see my beef, ends in prison or with funerals
Big Dee I will school them all, mugs all got tricked by
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