Lyrics:
Yeah, okay
Yeah
(Beat Boy taught me)
We woke up
Intoxicated off of all type of drugs
I'm never sober when I'm in love
I need some type
Out the window, Lil D bustin' now
Hit the front seat, swerve 'em off the road
Fuck these broke ass niggas 'cause they all hoes
I just wanna see these
to trickin' hoes, I'm a motherfuckin' master
Chorus
Verse 3
[Kid Ice] We're the first motherfuckers in the bass game
Respect is due when you mention
the dizope
While me and Xzibit was ballin' by cizoast
I'm the black Slim Shady so don't try to play me
Turn a six into a Bentley and drive em' crazy
Roll
it
Niggaz like Lil' Tim was out there ballin sellin cakes n shit
I was right there, on the Mob Circle, writin raps
All about my snaps, tryin to put
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You
you
To the uac crew, enough respect due
Do I do, when I do, where I do
I do, do, do, yo I do it on the ease
I be kicking it with the doubly-dope
the champ I'm not by my self
I got all young Haitian slumdog millionaire
[Chorus]
I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire
I'm a young Haitian slumdog
a strike (really?)
And I still can't vote
But I knuckle up with all you niggas
Shut the fuck, and nut up on that white
Boy that called you nigga
Why the fuck
wit'cha
Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
"Why you wanna get with me?"
'Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see
Yo, yo, yo
To all my hoes, respect due
feat. Lil Zane, Montell Jordan
Intro [T-Bone (Lil Zane)]
Ahh, for shiggity
Mr. Boney Bone Corleone, Lil Zane
And the one and only busta
Good one Richard there you go Richard
That was it Richard
So what do you do? So what do you do?
When all you know is flexin'
So what do you do? So
the world can't hide
Genocide niggas killing up they own kind
Murder, murder
Is something that I can't help
I even had to ride on some niggas by myself
I live
wit'cha
Can I get wit'cha, can I get wit'cha
"Why you wanna get with me?"
'Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see
Yo, yo, yo
To all my hoes, respect due
Still rapping like the rent due
You still love him, lil mama, I just don't get you
You want sentimental and I'm just trying to hit you
How the fuck
na-na (na-na, na-na)
Nigga, I'm the colonel of the mothafuckin' tank
Y'all after big thangs, we after big banks
3rd Ward hustlas, soldiers in
Lil Wayne's the president
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, even if they celibate
I know the game is crazy, it's more crazy than it's ever been
I
superior
Then maybe you'll feel cheerier
And I'll be able to show you some respect
Hey Mr. Insecure
I see inside your head and I've
Been there before
Hey Mr
'm hospitable, respect agreed, but we can not be friends
Social media, I'm not promotin' criminal intent
Big spinner, get to business deal when killers get
straight raw like Shady fo'-five
It's I, youngest in charge, a.k.a. so fly
Act up, I'm your neck like a fuckin' bowtie
Back up, show respect to the newest
be falling for no ho
Tryna make it on The Hills, I ain't got nowhere to go
Said I was born in Georgia, on the corner
By the U-G-L-Y corner
Brooklyn, get your chain tookin'
My Philly boys'll creep up on you when you ain't lookin'
With your lil memes, I be with the real queen
Screamin' free
Don't lose sight y'all without giving a fight
I'm channeling Weldon Irvine Mr. Clean
He would've wanted me to say what I mean, and mean give it right
I can't believe
The words you speak to me
They're stretched by far
In fact, beyond belief
The truth is I am lying
All due respect
You're full of shit
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