Lyrics:
Trill Fam., Young Savage you can catch me
Fresh kicks, fresh bows, and a fresh tee
We two crucial ass hoes yea that's me
Look at him his eyes closed
"Live from the studio, Cody with a 40, you know me"
"Aye it's that Mickeys, no Oldie"
Bow wow wow, yippie yo, yippie yay
Bow wow wow, yippie yo,
hold me
I could never frown
Ima be around
When you not around
I got the crown
Harlem girl anyhow
Bow down to H - town
Them girls calling all
the
Whip that I just crashed
Sound wow like Tory puttin' a thou down
Tryna make a bitch bow down in the chow chows
Don't you know I sing songs with a mink
got time for that your bitch is mine like how
You gone let that slide I run up all these bags say wow
She say I'm a God Olympus on my throne take a bow
way
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Deep Ends 2k19, I don't give a fuck what you have to say okay
This is a work of art, I got bitches calling me
niggas more
Hollup aye, Hollup aye
Bow wow all my dogs in the trenches we gon
Bounce out catchin y'all niggas slippin heard you
Got bread where it at we
Stay kitted, hood wit' it like mine
Mean walk, talk the talk, let me tell you some more (Bow Wow, let's go)
I wanna give her the world
And I ain't
Wow
Yeah
YK
Monop
Pull up on your block, I gets to sparkin down And who got left for dead, bitch, you see me ballin' now
Like, fuck that shit, let's
Please open the door. It???s dark inside.Please open....
Someone help me, please. It???s dark inside...
some one please help me
I think ,You need help
to hear that, see
I love it when you call me Big Poppa
Throw your hands in the air
If you's a true playa
Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay
Doggy Dogg's
running them
Ain’t no frontin when
You apart of that
what you bout to do
You bout to run away or stand your ground
Bow wow wow
Yippie yo yippe yay
G dots clartin', dot dots barkin'
So don't get hit tryna slide thru'
Whoosh, fire two (Gang)
If you talk that talk let me fire you (Bow)
Back your
Trill Fam., Young Savage you can catch me
Fresh kicks, fresh bows, and a fresh tee
We two crucial ass hoes yea that's me
Look at him his eyes
[Chorus]
[Xscape (Bow Wow)]
He's the B-O you know that he's off the glass
(and when you riding with me everything is under control)
From da O-H-I-O
Nine eleven Porsche same color as cranberry sauce
I ain't gon' front, I thought R. Kelly was the shit
Let me find out he fucking 'round with Bow Wow
her
And drive by the projects while a nigger hollar
I let her drive the V
She's my pretty young thing
I let her ride with me
She's my pretty
some, bad enough, take some
But watch the gun by my side
Because it represents me and the motherfuckin' East Side
So bow down to the bow wow, 'cause
some, bad enough, take some
But watch the gun by my side
Because it represents me and the motherfuckin' East Side
So bow down to the bow wow, 'cause
Ooh, don't let love get you down
Ooh, don't let love get you down
Let love get you down
Get down, get down
I know that you've been hurt by love
by the bar, so I decided I should walk
O-ver, yeahhh
She said can you help me to my car, and sit with me until I get
Sooober, I told her baby you can
yah me friend
Ragga muffin junior gong a teach it like a Reverend
So all foreigner go hold a yardie accent
And make we take you weh and fling you
Bad Bunny goin', yeah
Don't get caught wit' Lucy, yeah
'Cause you might look stupid, yeah
Miss me wit' the fake love, yeah
.45 to the Cupid
Ooh, don't let love get you down
Ooh, don't let love get you down
Let love get you down
Get down, get down
I know that you've been hurt by love
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