Lyrics:
on the DL
Even though my head spinning
Like some sprewells
Skip the details
Its the vodka bottom line
that's testin my patience like doctors
I'm not impressed
the chains on the ni**a
They force whips and chains on a ni**a
So I keep my head high and always maintain connection
Cause I know To obtain perfection, I gotta
Rossi (Rossi), Jon off Patrón ('trón)
VIP status (status), strapped wit' my chrome (chrome)
Look around the club (club), what do I see? (See)
Everybody
Rossi (Rossi), Jon off Patrón ('trón)
VIP status (status), strapped wit' my chrome (chrome)
Look around the club (club), what do I see? (See)
Everybody
head
I don't care, I paint the town red (walk on by)
Bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead (walk on by)
I let all that get to my head
I
Peace up, A-Town down
Yeah, yeah! Okay, okay!
(Usher, Usher, Usher, Usher)
Lil' Jon
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
run why you ditch
Yeah you ran off like a lil bitch
Lemme guess you also a snitch
You a snitch ass broke as ni**a
30 up in traffic ima up that missile
[Chorus]
[Lil' Jon:]
Luda!
[Ludacris (Verse 3):]
Watch out!
My outfit's ridiculous, In the club lookin' so conspicuous.
And Rowl! These women al
just for ours
Gotta keep a hard head, posted wit the Trey 9
And if I die before I wake, I pray the lord my soul ta take
I’m done wit takin my time off
more Yak in my mug
So I can throw it up
[Chorus]
[Lil Jon]
Ok ok hold the fuck up hold the fuck up
I'm looking round this bitch
I see a lot
flow
N*ggas aint gang shoot em down with the scope
I done took off on these n*ggas still think they can catch me
I can kill everybody dont need no Ni**a
The trap houses boarded up and they all abandoned
I was taught to sell work to my auntie you can ask my granny
Ni**as dying to live I’m just gone live til I
the fucks gon follow you?
[Chorus]
Yeah, once again my friend
Imma be the first latin rapper from the South
Shut shit the fuck down
And I got Lil Jon
nigga who is you?
My locs on bright, baby look at me
She like how I talk, I get it from the p
Lil Jon did it, the party goin 'dumb
Put it in the air,
Big Kap
Ay yo check this out, supreme figga nigga Big Kap
Rockin' with Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz,
Chyna Whyte
Ludacris nigga
$hort Dogg
(Ay tell them
revenge
I'm a mutha fuckin animal
Lil Jon be canibal
Every nigga in Atlanta Know
I'm psycho insane about my cash, they should re-open alcatraz
(I luv you DJ Quick)
Yea
Ni**as bring my name up when they talking motion in the city
To be honest I can't even name one ni**a that be f*cking with
more Yak in my mug
So I can throw it up
[Chorus]
[Lil Jon]
Ok ok hold the fuck up hold the fuck up
I'm looking round this bitch
I see a lot
[Hook x1: Trillville (Lil Jon)]
Get some crunk in yo system (See)
Get some crunk in yo system (It like this right!)
Get some crunk in yo system (I
the head off your incoming, but they don't know the product been running
Barbershop life, got a ni**a faded by midnight. Success so close, like water and air
the single mommas out here trying
This for the youths in school keep writing
I don't f**k with OPS & the judge they liars
Lil momma keep yo head up,no & never
care about shit accept getting rich
Yeah, once again my freind
I'mma be the first latin
Rapper from the South
Shut shit the fuck down
And I got Lil Jon
me
You ain't the same when Lil' Jon's around
I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You scream and holler when Slim Thug's in town
I know
me
You ain't the same when Lil' Jon's around
I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You scream and holler when Slim Thug's in town
I know
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