Lyrics:
And I could tell he was lookin' for trouble
From the way that he came stompin' in
He told me to leave Shorty there by himself
Come down and wait
your mommas proud 2X
Let's do this for the people
Let's do, let's do it now
Back in a day when I was a teenager
Before I had status in a true way
friend
The man in the coonskin cap by the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills you only got ten
Look out, kid
Look out, kid, because it's somethin' that
Ginger takes her break at 10,
Lays aside her pad and pen,
Punches up "Stand by Your Man"
Down at Junior's grill.
I seen her dancing, she seen me
by (you)
Rollie flooded (flooded), diamonds flawless (flawless)
Bad thotties, big bodies (skrrt, yeah)
(Sex)
Oh you rich? Yeah
I just gave my ex
said, we surrounded by ice
[Chorus: x2]
[Lil Wayne]
Whoa whoa whoa
Now I'm shining baby glossing
Big tymin stuntin and flossing
Lamborghini
a DVD drive
Damn IT!!!
I need a bigger pressure washer (he needs a bigger pressure washer) X2
I need a bigger pressure washer X3
Or maybe a hummer
can't no one out side infiltrate this no limit organization
so prepare yourself prepare for a battle
chorus 2x
real niggaz going to ride playa
[Chorus: *Scratching*]
Pain In Da Ass "Fuck You" 3x
Styles "I don't give a fuck" 3x
Styles "I don't give a fuck who you are"
Pain In The Ass " Fuck
we about to get it crunk tonight
Where we going?
[Chorus: x2]
'Bout to roll up to this club
'Bout to step up in this club
'Bout to get big in
Chicago €“ so get in bed
This bedroom's only 12 by 10
You're all talk, You're all talk
I got your number for a real good time
Take the phone off
Chicago so get in bed
This bedroom's only 12 by 10
You're all talk, you're all talk
I got your number for a real good time
Take the phone off
friend
The man in the coonskin cap by the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills you only got ten
Look out, kid
Look out, kid, because it's somethin' that
we about to get it crunk tonight
Where we going?
[Chorus: x2]
'Bout to roll up to this club
'Bout to step up in this club
'Bout to get big in
damn beat now all the money is mine
I carry big fat WIVES, I treat my girls like guys
Ask 'em "who do they love?" and they all say TIDE
I'm just
Everything I do, I be ten steps ahead (ten)
My youngin' got them bodies, he still piss in the bed
Keep the code of silence, don't repeat what I
in ya zone
Big Dust we lost touch see you when you get home
And my man Stan just got back from doing ten
On some bullshit now his ass is back up again
had to hit me a lick
I bought the Tahoe from the trap money, haven't even seen a brick
Cocaine by the kilo, these days put it right on my wrist
You
So from CD to TV to movies back to rhymin'
My lifestats makes Jordan's six rings look common
Ya'll hate, I retaliate, just by being great
Big Will
Now I'm your big mal dropper, mud duck stopper
Fila on the bottom and Adidas on the topper
Transform scratchin', big beat matchin'
I can tell you're
Ah, breaker one-nine, this here's the Rubber Duck
You gotta copy on me, Pig Pen, c'mon?
Ah, yeah, 10-4, Pig Pen, fer sure, fer sure
By golly,
a gypsy-cab, takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge
Some will sleep tonight with a hunger far more than an empty fridge
I'm gonna make it by any
taking ecstasy
Hugh Hefner, know the secrets
Hip-hop keep 'em under the rug
I'm thinking under the mat
Trapped in the closet mF DOOM
Without being fed by
The Rainbow bridges of those sunshines...
Water and Carbon is flesh
Our bodies are fueled by our souls
Life engineered, Big bangs no fears
Is this the reason
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