Lyrics:
[E-40 Talking:]
Damn lil mama.........I ain't gon' lie yo dome action is vicious.......
Feels like I'm in yo pussy when you suckin' my dick......
Aye, aye bun who did this man?
So me and you got, t.i.p., killer mike, lil jon, and bun be
So that's the king of the south.. the underground
horse, nigga, bronco
And if you catch us down, bet you're not gon' trunk us
You got a body, lil nigga, we got a ton of 'em
You got some Robin's, lil
'Cause me and my clique we don't give a fuck nigga (we don't give a fuck nigga)
Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil' Jon
Let's go, let's go
If you
hermanita (English Remix "lil sister")
The years have gone by, and we have grown up so fast
And how mommy and daddy were always on our backs
No
'Cause me and my clique we don't give a fuck nigga (we don't give a fuck nigga)
Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil' Jon
Let's go, let's go
If you
this
Call us Mr. and Mrs. Papadapolis
When will y'all learn?
Y'all just interns
You gon' get what you earn, just wait your turn
I rock telephones with
like it's Cinco de Mayo
I'm a movie, lil' bitch, you a slideshow (swag, swag, swag)
You a extra, lil' bitch, this is my show
I'm up too, so lil
Damn backwood smoke got a nigga float, huh
Ayy, thanks, foe
You know what I'm sayin', foe, I say
Backwood smoke make a nigga float (Woo)
Good trash
tryna put a bitch on payroll
I got bank, nigga, bankroll
She gon' do what a nigga say so
Buss it open with your friends, bitch, your friends, bitch
got ass
She got 'em stuffed in them boy shorts covered up with lil' hearts
Her partner got 'em laced, cut right below the waist
You can tell they got
new to me, huh? Guess you ain't know what's fuelin' me, huh?
I just had enemies shoot at me, tell me, just what could this industry do to me, huh?
'cause I'm too tough
Indubitably, too dust
Do you bust? 'cause we do
You need to ask the people, but quietly
But they don't believe until they leave
Real hot girl shit
Ah
(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)
Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody
Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody (mwah)
been too solid to ever have stripes on my sneaks, you get what I mean?
Back in the day, my dawgs was puttin' eight balls
In the pockets of all
sight seein'
Show you what we do on weekends for a sight, man
She said, "I know what you about to say, like your hype man"
She let a nigga hit it,
Ayo Tory
I told we gone do the remix
Easy Stevie, easy (ye)
Remix Baby
Talk to me, baby (talk)
You's a prissy little missy, baby
I got one
blunted
And never fronted and I doubt if I do
Cause if I do
Then I get beat up by my fuckin crew
A real nigga
Since you figure that you ready to box
You
you gon' be my bitch forever (my lil' bitch forever)
No matter what happen, Ima rep the clique forever (I am)
Them three letters (CMG)
Them three
gon' give me CPR
Cîroc all on my table, bitches in the livin' room
They gon' ask you at the door, "What you tryna get into?"
Only me and my niggas,
with a lil' bitty waist (damn)
I whispered in her ear, "Lil momma, what you drink?
I know that you're a freak, but you know I ain't gon' say shh"
See
ride
On a wave so free, just you and me
Coming alive
Feels so good just to watching the world going by
Doing my thing out here, vibing and riding my
a barracuda
Who and what you thought you could
Do to non hesitatin game shooters
Blew your spot up, when I left nobody got up
If they did they got shot up left
Ryders), DMX break 'em off
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Break 'em off a lil' somethin'
(And oh yeah by the way, it's the entity)
Ay yo, dawg,
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