Lyrics:
the boys
Next minute got my bitches
Don't know how we got home
Kountry boi
Project Pat
Mane we outta control
Like a lawn gnome
Surrounded by
'Cause false moves get your whole face smothered like soul food
Right by the waist I got the Pro Tool, it's simply logic
Produce this hard dick in
Bed-Stuy's in this borough
It's full of projects, the wildest borough
Try to figure out which side is thorough
From, C.I. to Saint Marks is carryin cons
the city I come back on the,
Whatch you know about, gun
Fully automatic on a shoulder with straps on?
Extra projects
Who punks that jails the street for,
when he 'ttack
Most get astounded by sorrounded sound effects in the back
Adidas shoe, phat laces, packin' buldge in his jacket
Head nappy, black
tried to boo ya
Label shoot ya, stressed out with brain tumors
My gat claps, fifty percent of the wack
Take it back to real rap, Krylons wit' the fat
Hollywood?
Yeah, I mean that nigga, clap happy Cali, clap when he 'ttack
Most get astounded by surrounded sound effects in the back
Adidas shoe, phat laces,
Make dat ass clap make it snap
(talk to me now)
Make dat ass smack when I slap
(talk to me now)
If you is the baddest booty the phatest
Let me hear
understood
Who is dat
Where is at
Make it clap
Just like that
Run it back
Let the stripper trap
Who is dat
Where is at
Make it clap
Just like that
Run it back
USELU LYRICS Written by Slizzy E
Intro: The son EDO people brag with
Slizzy lion
Chorus: Na for Uselu where I grow Na them first clap clap for
we, be up for the Impalas
Wit the juice, getting loose on why y'all, I make ya holla
[Bad Azz]
I make ya feel like ya drunk, you on a gallon
Uh, I like it like that, how she throw that thing back, I don't know how to act
Need a round of applause, how she make that booty clap
When I finish
back, put it in rotation
Get up make it clap like a standing ovation
Throw it back, put it in rotation
Get up make it clap like a standing ovation
Hold
from da back
Make it clap clap clap
Throwin dis ass right back
Spread them cheeks real wide
Pull den panties to da side
Put ya finger inside
Put dat
spit thankful for the thankless
The lack of praise is the pat on the back I'll take flack only distracts from why I click clack
Jot facts and jog back
Wailin' Jack
Haul truck butt daddy stompin' Jack Klugman butt
Jack got hodied by the pickup truck
Dat's cause Jack done run outta luck
Dat's cause
booty I wanna see u buss down
Buss down! Buss down thotiana
Throw it back u know i like dat
Make it clap back
Young junubi was well raised I can not
Ass up
Come on
Throw it back
Make it clap
Baby kom op
Wanneer je hier aan begint
I'll bet
You can't stop
I'll bet you won't
Heee
Bad baby boo
Grijp
by a dirty stove
Trials keep me strong, hope keep me happy
But I'm only human, so these niggas want to clap me
The drug game over, but there's money
goin' for that
My shit clap through your starter cap
Pull your socks back, we ain't runnin' from nothin'
Comin' from nothin', makes you struggle harder
listen
Well, you stupid fuck, look at you now (Y'all already know!)
(For real, y'all, back behind the wall again) (yeah, you know what it is)
(You know
with my soldiers
Fuck you know about culture
Most you niggas vultures
She Grab me by my braids while she ride me on your sofa
From the back I make it go
aint know dat)
Shout out hundo, (SHOUT OUT) wit free flow (FREE FLOW)
Dis dat DaVinci shit
Yea dat over flow (over flow)
Make dat booty clap for me, gone
di projects, but we nuh care
Always strapped like di cops anywhere we appear
Yuh tell us by di clothes dat we wear, everybody sing
[Verse 3: Killah
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