Lyrics:
you coming home with me
You the last number on my call list (Call list)
Pull up on me, girl, let's get lit (Get lit)
I think I hit a lick
I think I
what's up?
Legends, what's up?
Just love me baby just love me baby
Yeah (yeah)
To all my Houston Texas country muffins
Baby let me hit that liquor
fuckin', fuckin')
From the front to the living room, yeah
Let the boys make love, let me fuck ya from da back
Hair pullin', hot wax, they won't do it
Hold up, let me get my mind right
Let me get my mind right
You know everything is alright
You know everything is all
Just ride with
never seen a thug in club with his weapon I like
it when you slow it down let me see wat I'm workin
with the room all cloudy cause we smokin dat purple
and taken off into the day
Leaving another girl to
Weep over the breakfast tray
Loved her before I knew her name
Hit me, Jack, 'cause I'm
Gone, love her
Uh, ay, uh, ay, uh, ay, ay, ay
(mumbling) Here we go, here we go
Let's get it
It's Young Jizzle and I'm back with Timbo (whoa)
With another
Let’s Get It!
Verse:1
Fresh line up, at the barber shop,
Soon as I hit up at the squad,
U see me by da parking lot,
Smokin on this,
Wit dem diamonds
and taken off into the day
Leaving another girl to
Weep over the breakfast tray
Loved her before I knew her name
Hit me, Jack, 'cause I'm
Gone, love her
without a motive
By making motherfuckers fry
Got me runnin' from these coward-ass crooked-ass cops
Helicopters tryin' to hover over niggas til we drop
to get low
If so baby girl lets go.
(Come and get it boy)
They say I act old, but I got that old man game
Cause I stay tryina find me a pretty young
Jigga What Ja What Ja What
Can't fuck with me
They ain't ready yet
Uh-huh uh-huh
Yeah, yeah
Motherfuckers want to act loco, hit em wit,
a line that isn't true an' you pass them by
But it doesn't mean a thing
'Cause Grand Puba got that game
So won'tcha let me try?
Now just because I
Before anyone shorty get right through to
Issa marathon you know I'm running through cool
You know me she know better
In Cali the weather
Young Jeezy go
ones who perpin
Young Nigga hit yo bitch and I ain do dat shit on purpose
Boujee bitch all on my dick and I ain buy no birkin
I get dat shit and flip it
to her thong and shit
Well here we go so hold on to this, uh lets go
Hold on let me hit the blunt
So go, so go this is the, this is the, this is
know I'm cocky
Fuck another interview, I'm done with it
I don't give a fuck about lil' hoe, I let young hit it
I play the games of the thrones with
on tuck
And jus look dont touch
I kno u dont see dis usually but excuse me dese gucci
Got a future so bright u'll see
Man im dis young y is life so sweet
In
[Chorus]
My bitch been down when I wasn't shit
She keep it 100 don't switch
Cause dats my bitch
Gave me a safe place for the bricks
Even help hit
the damn fools dat think im slippin wit my juice
breakin old habits so hard to do
das y u see me on the same block wit the same crew
n everybody sitting fat
the crow
Moma told me to always keep my foot on hater throat
Young jeezy with this light work
I came to bring the snow
If u in your feelings please let it go
beautiful, but she's too young to be caught"
People aware of my history
Trying to steer you away from me
I left a message at your hotel
Don't let management
that cha did already
Wit some nice butter rolls voodoo spaghetti
Already got me hypnotized under a spell
Walkin by lookin at da whale on dat tale
Can't
don't kill me you don't feel me, boy you illin
We ain't dealin
If no drinks then we ain't chillin
[Busta Rhymes]
Yo Miss Supafly let me hit me
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