Lyrics:
nigga's at Lotus
I hit P and them I was Dom P'ed up in there
You know but I found this new spot
We went to the other night, yo
Check it out check it
value of electrified fences
It's truth or consequences, ride wit us or against us
Is you a dedicated soldier, or you a princess, dog?
I'm in it to win it
the river wit some cement shoes
You could sleep with the fishes
Niggas actin' funny so I gotta keep it movin' I don't speak to the bitches
We could handle
Is the curse of these hideous witches
Hittin' hoes wit, 44?s and four by fours wit the pain of a figure four
Wounds hit you like a hit will blow
Every
and I'll hit you that body work
Give yo' ass that body work nigga we spraying
Ride wit three K's and I ain't talking bout the Klan
This ain't no arcade,
slang shots
Hit G spots by giving hoes back shots
I'm a young country boy, long socks with flip flops
But I pull up on your block in the 500 Benz drop
promises to talk to you, if you promise not to think.
And my shoulders had to shrug, as I crawled beneath the rug
And retuned my piano.
The Beauty
and pick you up, I might not hit you in advance
I pick you up and come, that's how we do, you understand?
I make the panties drop like the elevator cable
Non-stoppin', I'ma hit 'em till the block explode
Hip hop, R&B, Pop-tart, what you want?
I even got a little rock 'n' roll
The most creative, original, got 'em
to the snootiest snooze, Cabos
Pop coochie 'til the nut oozes, you shouldn't fuck wit' crews
That's sick, Aftermath cause we rule shit
I'm big Hitt, don't confuse
JAY-Z:
No more reasonable doubt I'm provin to be da illest MC somthing wrong wit ya
Motor skills cause y'all ain't movin me I'm who you see musically
Shake ya titties for me please
[Chorus: x2]
Uh, I came to blow the spot
Hit the club wit' cheddar knots
Riding wit' a badder bitch
You gonna get
a few times
If I hit her once I hit her two times
If I did it once I can do two times
Outro (u all ready kno wat it is wen I hook u wit da homie t pain
I went to twenty funerals by the age of nineteen
Then I went to college basketball was my dream
Quit the team 'cause I rather shoot rock wit
ain't got nothin' to prove in fact, I got too much to lose
Girl, you got a nigga way ? and way too cool
But I ain't leavin' here wit'chu, for real
crowd like "how ya do dat?"
N**** you, get smacked 'til ya blue black
And ya crew, give me dap like true dat
Yo, I hit these emcees with the grip
That's when her ass put it on me
Wit' an uppercut and hit me with a basket of laundry
I fell through the glass doors
Started causin' a scene
Then slid
smarten up
before I bring out the toast and touch you up
F***in wit Ja you know you got a lot of luck
but nowadays you ain't gettin out as much
what
a surrogate, I told her name my son the BERTO
When you on the money team, you gotta hit 'em where you hurt 'em
Offers for my catalog, I guess its just the way
this joint I appreciate you
We 4 projects in, a whole lot more to go
Thanks for all the support for riding out wit ya nigga
Despite what you may think
Ain't nobody changing us
No you can not hang wit us
Don't know them niggas they ain't wit us
Ain't from where I'm from not
The same as us
Ain't no love
"Ay you spoke to J?"
Yeah, is it something I don't know that I was supposed to say?
All I know before the hour I awoke today
Nigga commin' wit
Come get some
x3
You gotta get'em up
Who wants some
You better get'em up
Got to get with ya
Hit you wit these things that I'm holding
Who
had the tools with the clues you couldn't stunt enough......
cnd live this life like a gangsta by any means I get it
Give a f*** about you wankstas
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