Lyrics:
lives
Aight y'all right now were in Brandon court
And um mm were creeping up on one of our satisfied viewers
Let's see what she's got to say
Girl it's
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
the world and make it cum hard
Yeah, you boys is washed up
And I'm shittin' on 'em like two girls and one cup
Weezy Baby AKA bring the money home
Pull out
(And if the beat live)
Real hot girl shit
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh, ah)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where
[Verse 1: Too $hort]
It's time to fuck baby, jump in the truck baby
Cause I been wantin' to tear yo fine ass up lately
You like your dicks big, you like
their ass cheeks yellin Geronimo
It ain't a problem at all when K solve
Three-hundred and sixty degrees rhymes or boulevards
Are charged, by my entourage,
(Duck Alert)
(Duck Alert)
(Yee-ee-aah)
(Eat your ass up)
(I don't even remember how this happened)
(Eat your ass up like a steak ???)
(The Crew
the cool-ass rhymes
The cool-ass rhymes, some cool-ass rhymes
Some cool-ass rhymes
[Chorus: Repeat x2]
My job is to mainly hypnotize
I'm a take over
All the lil' mamas, all around the world
Shake that ass if you a nasty girl
Back that ass up says juvenile
Show a nigga some titties, like "Girls Gone
the blues
We got to tell all y'all the good news
The good news is that there is a crew
Not five, not four, not three, just two
Two MC's who are claiming
We push weight with ice cubes in a cup
(America's) most (wanted), police pin it up
(Alize an Henny), thug passion brother what
Potent it get a girl
Right now, love
Only thing keepin' me by your side
Only thing keepin' me by your side now
But see Solána, if you don't say something
Speak up for
gon' hit yo' ass up.
You know where we comin' from
Death Row bitch Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
the blues
We got to tell all y'all the good news
The good news is that there is a crew
Not five, not four, not three, just two
Two MC's who are claiming
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (believe)
O-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick, she so thirsty
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo
With your girl
I'ma give all why y'all something, word up
Word up, all my live cats out there gonna love me for this one
They goin' be like,
"Yo you, you need
it hard for niggas to
Stand up
Tell your crew they don't want it with us dude
And if them motherfuckers do, bust a motherfucking move
Stand up
and roll some weed up
You'll roll 3 blunts and fuck up 3 blunts
Mothafucka you would fuck up a free lunch
Dawg, keep it right thurr like Chingy
Your girl
the mic I hold
I make sure my beats are loud, and bold, and cold
Violent J is the name that I go by
Wakin up with blood on my hands and I don't know why
You
I knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, 'cause I get respect, I bet you
I'm even liked better by your niece and nephew
a 40 in my lap
Back in 2nd grade, I carried a lunch box
Turned 21 started smokin crack pots
Snortin that D by the dime
Wish I could slow down, I'm
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
shove it up Ja Rule's ass
I'm about to get rid of some hoes, it's simple
I'm quick to murder ink with lead
And I ain't talking 'bout a pencil
Look
back like theives and foes
Nasty as i wanna be
That must be 2 live for your crew
Hoe get down get low
Im crossin these mammas like tic tac toe
Lets ride
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