Lyrics:
by the pound
With a pound and they kept it
Tried to outrun the law
But they keep German Shepards
You know me
Soon as they gave me my bond I hit that
hopin' we match
You sent me Crown Royale with a note attached
You said, "You look like the type that know what you like"
I could tell by the je-wels you
and get fucked and don't remember from buzzin'
That's why you don't see me, I ain't at the club
I'm chillin' with my homies in the city of Hub
Because
we ain’t with that
Back that ass, bring that shit back
Walls start movin’ when I sip that
Shit bounce back when I hit that
If it ain’t ‘bout cash, we
Bow Wow
Eastside, baby, take this yerk now, we in Poundtown
we got this bitch bumpin throw a yarty tear the house down
Arch yo back off this essy she
chest
Nigga is dumb he need a new test
I pull up and shoot that boy need a vest
Me and my boy we really finesse
Said I was dumb but really the best
(BOW
are true
Nah you can't bounce with my crew
I'm talented stuck in your head get it through
Facts that i brew
Words that i did
Put some respect bitch i'm
stage, never lured by the formal watching imported wines age. We bow to the gusto mustered by the mecha-bot. Plowed by the public, ushered out
Count me off
Thot thot thot
Still need
the top top top
Anybody fuckin with the
Drop drop drop
K make it
pop pop pop
No weasel
I don't think we
to the street
That for anyone or body that wan' fuck with me
I might run off with ya shawty, make a DVD
Fuck a leaked diss, I might let the footage leak
Walked in
to bear
If you ever see me in the forrest fighting with a grizzly bear
Lol. Help the bear
I'm romantic on the track. Call it bow chicka wow wow
Do it for my
Nice-fitting black
T-shirts with black skinny jeans i
Branded that with me
For the first five, six years of my career
And then now I'm kind of giving people
what to do with my life
But I'll figure it out
We ice cold in the summer, that's what winter about
I might bald before I finally go and get me a house
Better know this ain't no Roll Bounce if you're skating with us
Have a pow wow with Bow Wow if you cain't take it nigga
You probably rocking masonite with
and shockin' and rockin', go house
Everybody say, rock it, don't stop it (Crowd repeats)
Well hit me, Mr. Biggs (Crowd repeats)
Pow Wow (Crowd repeats)
G-L-O-be
Pull up by the gang you hear "pow, wow"
Then this shit will go "bow, wow" (bow, bow)
Shit will go south, but i live in the north
Baby i promise i will
bout to pass out
I pack wow kittie Kat good she got that pow wow
She bow down fair exchange time for me to chow down
I'm gripping it whipping it Pussy so
with total tyranny
Scratch through my rhymes
This graffiti of mine
And eventually it will rule me
A fool, but a bully
You can see that this dual me
Is
identify with?
I'm feeling like the long days
Away from feeling my Patrón
Used to have the coldest
Bitches waiting for me chilling by the phone
Used to do
khakis
Rag swangin', gang bangin' nigga brang it at me
Eastsider, Ruff Ryder loved by the masses
We the niggas holla out the set when we blastin'
that shit just by a thou, wow, yeah
These girls chase me like I'm lil' Bow Wow, yeah
Smokin' that gas, like I got the loud out, yeah
Guns all in my
are all in a row,
They do not shift, they do not move,
They have nowhere to go.
Me and my flea we were down by the water,
Fell in a hole with
with no crown
You better bring it to me now
I ain’t joking I ain’t a clown
It’s K-I-N-G spell it out
I’ll renounce if mispronounced (Uhuh)
Like a ball
at something I can't even fucking identify with?
I'm feeling like the long days away from feeling my Patrón
Used to have the coldest bitches waiting for me
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