Lyrics:
figure me out, hey
I got this stick in the house, hey
I keep a brick in the couch, hey
Sit on that shit in a drought, hey
Sell it for triple
the Phantom of the Opera
Choppers from Yugoslavia, bake niggas like tilapia
LAT, Young Money mafia
Try but it ain't no stopping us
Why? We back by popular
[Intro]
Act a ass wit it, back ya ass wit it
Act a ass wit it, back ya ass wit it
Act a ass wit it, back ya ass wit it
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
You
Get your motherfuckin' glass, 'cause it's a blast from the past
You didn't think would touch it two times, nigga
Gin and Juice up in this bitch,
My nigga' you can do it too (turn me up, turn me up)
You can do it too
My nigga' you can do it too
You can do it too
You can do it too (Just
can't believe it
Don't you have a man? (Don't you got a man?)
It's all-right with me, my girl
We can do anything
Look, we had a lil' thing,
wrist
Gotta keep it kosher, can't do too much, these fuck niggas a snitch
Servin' crystal falls just like the haves and the have not
All that fuckin'
and you put the load right on me
I picked up my bag I went lookin' for a place to hide
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walking side by side
I said, hey
made the pie stretch (haan)
Devil on my heels like Lil Nas X (woo)
My country girl mad, I faded like Boosie on her
My city girl ride with the Uzi
do movin' this fast it's a Nascar ride
Switch gears slow down go down wow now
You can feel every inch of it when we into mail
I use my tongue baby,
dough, and ball it out
It's all right it's a stick up
[Lil' Bow Wow]
It's tha bow to the wow, ballin' it out
Get dough, ride low, that's all we about
dropping beats since Back in Black
And we'll paint by numbers
'Til something sticks
Don't mind doing it for the kids
(So come on) jump on board
Take
It's right there
It's by the bed next to my head
But I don't even care
There's stars up on the wall
And they all glow in the dark
And we can hear
your clown
Who picks you up when you are down
(JL) Who had ten bucks and gave you nine
Who sticks by you come rain or shine
(JL) Always taking it
Real hot girl shit
Ah
(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)
Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody
Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody (mwah)
on my lid
Now, he wanna ask me how it feel 'cause they say I'm that bitch
Let me slow it down, I make 'em move with it (move with it)
Do what it do
that's the only reason why I hustle
Step on toes, strongarm and show a lil' muscle
Ain't no real dough, that's why a nigga feel so frustrated
I hate it
she don't suck it I ain't mad, I can't do nothing but laugh.
I made the girl cook 4 me n don't even cum by, hope this dirty shit don't cum back
B-Day
But how do you explain the head on the e-way
Look, you ain't gotta lot of kick it
I ain't got a lot of stick it, this is me K
Move ya bodies now,
jus did all that
Put dat lil bih in mulsanne
Carry the torch imma flame it like boosie
All on my dick so i put it in her booty
Fuckin on top
brown, stick around"
"But as you black, oh brother, get back get back get back"
Me and a man was workin' side by side
This is what it meant
They was
Hit that light for me, let me roll this stick
(Beezo need cash only, ya dig?)
(OG Parker)
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
Uh, hmm
Let's do
yeah, bitch
Sail with my team, yeah, bitch
Got magical beam, yeah, bitch
I'm servin' Blue Dream, yeah
Gas, pills, elbows by the bag, lil' bitch (by
plantation days, do you remember that?
The good times that we had in big digem lac
Do you remember Debra Proch when it was hot and steamin'?
Do you remember
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