Lyrics:
Aye zone three
Now I remember back then
A lot of you boys ain't count me in
But I did myself tho
They like who that is just walked in
Mr zone three
This little thing of ours, not the ones to tattle on
Omerta the code, Met Ball, parties with Vogue
Still blowin' thick smoke while you powder your nose
Come on
We back baby
Swishahouse, T.F.
Mr. Lee, P. Wall
I got the screw tape playin' in the deck, so I drive slowly (slow)
Got them swangers
Right ya now Mr Jerry at go set tings straight
No MC test Jerry in a ate!
So listen dem ya styles I man originate
First of all me wan you know me
enough
Now when you bet put up the chips
Because I don't like it when you shy
Then if you get busted go on out and get some
I'm gonna be here by and by
B-Sieg in this motherfucker holla at ya boy, yeahhh
Beat Novocaine, AKA Mr. Miami, AKA get the fuckin job done
Yeah
When I cop it's 4 doors I
It's Mrs. Magpie's
Garden of evil-doers
Do you like me?
Well prove it
Let me know
I'll plant your flowers
Take care of your elders
I just want to be
girls come through, there's a party over here
Get your wrist frostbit and some cartier in your ear
See the whips pts and I clutching on the gears
I'm with
a show with Ja
Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?
Did a show with Ja, soon as I left the spot
Pulled over by the cops, them bitches found my Glock
Talking shit lil baby you should listen
You a rudy by the book definition
Turn the party up
Tonight we getting lit bitch
Everybody pulling up with gang
the bodega where you get your party favors
Strap on me plus I got the nose like a car payment
I ain't scared to spend it, fuck a image just to show our
karate
The ice on lil baby from Johnny
Allergic to them, can't let none of these niggas by me
They try me I'm hurting somebody
Open up fire but bitch we
get so bright I need a lil me time
Yea I'm a fucking pimp you should know this
And notice that when the weather switch I start to focus
My hope is that
in the back of the party
Got a feelin' that she wet and she naughty
I'm smoking packs
Throwing racks
In the back lil shordy
Yeah you know where we
There was a Checkpoint Charlie
He didn't crack a smile
But it's no laughing party
When you've been on the murder mile
Only takes one itchy trigger
Mr swaggy
Coming through so say we go killi party
Tell dem boys and de people dilly dallying
Say I dey come to spoil der physically
Yeah your woman
you wanna die by a big or a lil' gun
Nigga Mr. Nervous, lil' nigga scared to pick one
No matter the circumstance, he gon' die by both guns
Niggas love
going to party on a Sunday
I got this country lil shawty she lay her seat back put her feet on the dash
I got this country lil shawty she ride on me slow
Cool lil breeze running down my spine
Been chilling all spring now its finally summertime
Ass shaking in that sun dress the one without that panty
on your booty, shawty
Please don't try to move me, shawty
I'm trying to be in the life of the party
Shawty, shawty
Can you feel it? I want to know!
hoes
Catch me on Milwaukee at Lil Woodys wit 2 bestfriends
By end of the night I'm fucking bestfriends
I know her mans prolly mad he be hating on me
[DJ Quik]
It's so big, Quik's Groove 7
Jodeci, yes!
[Jodeci]
I'm tell you one thing (just one thing, come over here)
Mmm yeah (that's right) that's
kicked in
Now she ain't really pretty but she got a nice body
I'm geeked up thinkin this Buffie The Body
Ain't your name lil Trina cause you look like
the distance
Hey lil' guy, I'm just walkin' through
From another timeline where monsters eat truth
Physicists say the dough I get's proof
The multiverse
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