Lyrics:
Another one
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Yo, he ain't messing with no average chick, pop, pop
He got Nicki, he know that he hit the jackpot
Every baller
I told y'all motherfuckers I was coming back (oh shit)
What now, nigga? What now?
What? Brewster Projects, nigga
One shot, two shot, three
happen, when I get this way?
No I just can't stop myself
So baby tonight
I'm blowing up your line (oh yeah)
I got you on my mind
And the truth is
R&B chicks cool,
And I aint got no cooth, I aint got no roof,
All I got is my word, so my swag is the truth,
No one on the corner got swagger like puff
Godzilla, nigga, act up
Don't let your chick go Godzilla, bae, back it up
I just wanna have sex
I just wanna have a baby by you, girl
I just wanna go
options
Really feel you deserve it
And I don't think that often
I'm just lost in facts, the truth hit's
I'm riding round town with my new chick
Old chick
I told y'all motherfuckers I was coming back (oh shit)
What now, nigga? What now?
What? Brewster Projects, nigga
One shot, two shot, three
with this bitch here
It's bad enough that I'm rankin' myself
But I can't be ranked by no one else
U-G-L-why, bitch, you ain't got no alibi
So don't
drugs we goin' be
Here for a day or two
Clayton County tags blowing smoke
Out the roof tell your man he's a fag
And I'm the motherfucking truth
(I'm
trickin' the hood, what they cryin' 'bout?
Petty crimes, bitches, and money, that's what they lyin' 'bout
Niggas ain't tellin' the truth enough, no
drinkin the Cris'"
I'ma perky boy this, like to do the ass
See a fine chick, you know I'm gon' grab her
Nelly Nay girl where you at?
This No Limit boy tryin
but they ain't no fools
When Noah built his Cadillac it was cool
Two by two they're still going down
And the satellite circus just left town
I think
a three-day run, bitch
Take them mothafuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit
I be livin' in the sky every time I ride by them hoes
Ribbon in the sky
the fuck you think I got this dope
Misery loves company
No i don't
I enjoy the oceans with the fam on a boat
V2
I fought battles you would never
moves with no drift
Might engage the cruise control quick
In a jif give chick's legume the ol' flick
Could broadcast it on FM
Two getting serious like
by your side
(Nah, nah, nah)
You gonna wish you could drink me
Thirsty like the desert ground
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
But I won't know how you're
and
Them hating and them ho niggas
My wrist 30 below niggas
My bitch gotta ho with her that ho
(MayDay, 2 Chainz)
Came in this mother fucker by myself
When I
by the way
The one by the way
I ain't trippin'
I just do this shit for fun by the way
The truth by the way
The proof by the way
Mr. front up
[INTRO]
Turn my mic up a little bit
Ya ya ya
Ya ya ya
Ya
1,2,3, GO
[CHORUS]
Bet you never met a chick like me
(nah nah nah)
Met a chick like me
(nah
chick from Rome
? funny how I'm greedy, used to be needy
But now the Sean-Don keep the ?
[Chorus: x2 Puff Daddy]
Too many people worried about what
me as crazy
As the world was over this whole Y2K thing
And by the way, N'Sync, why do they sing?
Am I the only one who realizes they stink?
Should
the track that
Put the Chi on the map
Now the Roc in the buildin', UIC Pavilion
Two years ago I was just a civilian
Now every chick in here swear I got
memory
Missing someone in life, see I'm in trouble
And every time I close my eyes, I see her face, see I'm in trouble
No, I can't forget her at all,
chick is acting crabby
That's why he bagged me
Ghetto jewel, never loud and trashy
No stressing over chicks, problem? Bet I solve it fastly
[Chorus:
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