Lyrics:
I ain't no bitch ass nigga
No snitch ass nigga, no bitch ass nigga
Ayy, five dudes who out, I'd do
It to 10 for one park, i'm a crip ass nigga
Hey,
Jersey
Now we can do this a couple of different ways, it really depends
Could give them classic NY jeans over the Timbs
Or I could spit about my car
Until they had to take over for the 9 9 and the 2 thou
And the ass got to bouncing trying they best to show out
And Lil Jon was sayin fukk them niccas
labeled me the Dapper Don just like Jon Gotti
How the fuck you lack? Every nigga strapped
He ain't really street, nigga, he just got attached
Out
go!!!) Sing (Hey! Let's go)
Elephant Man (Lil' Jon)
Shake that booty, turn it around (Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Back that ass up, wine go down (Ok!!!)
Shake
nigga(just a lil)
When it comes to da doe I'm filthy nigga(just a lil)
Can I get in and rock it(just a lil)
Can I get this dirty money lagit(just a lil
a blessin'
And I gain some every second
Cause lifes like a movie
Ain't got time to be cozy
Cause life just won't wait
It mayt just fuck up your take
I'd do it
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
the Locks into a fro
Then gave his ass a ball fade, I'm spinnin' blocks, it's me and bro
They down on the beef, so tell them niggas up the sco
Ain't never
no bite for all of that barkin (that bark), how mad that yall done got me (got me)
they aint keepin it real like they talkin, pussy niggas is all that
If you ain't got no booty then you gotta go home
But if you got a booty shawty show me yo thong
Keep rockin' that ass, trick pass the patron
Get Jon
over at foot express
I got a S on my chest for something
You got a N on your chest for nothing
I said it before and I'll
Probably say it again
We ain't
hell nah
I'm still with the same niggas
It ain't no changin'
My lil' shooter got some aim in him
K got some range, nigga
They ain't never felt my
flooded, cost two-hundred K
2013 Beamer, had it for a year (turn up)
Ain't even drove it over three days
I keep thinkin', last time I seen my grandma
and you'll end up in your lawn
It's the protege of 50, inspired by Biggie
Burns more than Ziggy, them lil' niggaz dig me
I been stressed out lately, so I'm
did for you/
Fuck around and take a nigga whole head for you/
Now its been a over decade I aint heard from you/
That shit made a nigga like me stumble/
of appreciation
For me helping niggas than the
Pleasure is all mine, you're welcome nigga
Now you from Queens right?
So why you ain't stay over there
And get it
big timin'
Lil' nigga you ain't boss enough
Lil' nigga you ain't boss enough
Shawty want a ryda and I be rydin'
Always workin hard yeah I put the time
of the year's here and that's hearin' me rap (you want it)
Hearin' me rap that straight up, 2020's a dub, nigga
Atlanta the only spot that ain't shut down they
Ridin down i30
Bad lil bitch she tryna get dirty
Uh, fuck it up get sturdy
All that hating shit for the birdies yea
Yes I'm in a hurry, I ain't
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (Statik)
I swear I love my city, I just want less (Statik)
See me, they salute me, they ain't
ain't even had squabble at parks
Bet on it, bet on that thing lil homie, better bet on that thing lil homie
Bet we gone find our way over life, they can't
nothin', homie
Ye ain't fresh azimiz
Ye ain't got it (ye ain't got it)
You don't keep it Doug E. like I keep it Doug E.
Lil' buddy you ain't fresh azimiz
on the dotted line
Cause now you're mine
Hey, hey bitch
Hey bitch get up it's time to go to work
Time to go to work bitch, it's your boy Lil Jon
Never will I
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