Lyrics:
Hey what it is pimpin', Slim Thug 'n' T.I.P.
Doing it B.I.G wit' B.I.G (ye a ye yea)
Y'all understand wut im sayin (hey)
P.S.C. pimpin', y'all
I don?t even understand it
What the hell went wrong?
Maybe folks will wise up and take heed to this song because
Chorus:
Everybody?s breakin?
the bozack
Digging you hoes back, quick if I blow back
Got it, gone Rabbit
Fast ma daddy's Rabbit at home
What up pa (what up), what up Pac (what up), what
So that means we gotta make it work (what up? Oh)
It was all good at first, spendin' money, goin' shoppin'
Eatin' at the finest restaurants and if
Breaking up my world and I'm giving up my heart
Little by little, by little, by little
I'm losing all my pride, it's really getting bad
Hurting deep
A black five wit rims, what you can spot me in
Wanna die, I snatch you like Doc Kevorkian
So turn the beat up
While NARCs got me on sweep up
I'm
Breaking up my world and I'm giving up my heart
Little by little by little by little
I'm losing all my pride, it's really getting bad
Hurting deep
What up fow?
Ain't nuthin man, wassup wit you?
Try'n to get my hustles on, you know how it is
(right, right)
What you doin' nowadays?
Hustlin',
The shit you heard ain't do me justice got a death wish, bitch
Run up, face me and trace wit' an infared beam
It seems niggas ain't recognize my team
(Erick Sermon)
What's up wit that homegirl why you frontin
My raggamuffin c'mon help me wit somethin
You like me I can tell by your
[Featuring Master P Mystikal Psycho Drama Silkk The Shocker]
Verse 1 (Silkk)
AHHHHHH! I kicks it off nigga what rhyme wit no fuckin
flirt wit all y'all
Yeah, yeah homie u say she ya girlfriend
But when I step up to her I'm be like cousin
Believe me man, this is how them playas do it in
the riverside
Let's get together what a treat
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside
Strike up the band, start the parade
Don't let that grand old
guarantee
Give you what you need, yeah
I know why you came girl I know the game
And I'll play it if you wanna
Spend the rest of my night here wit'chu
Ohh,
It is patently clear any awkwardness here
Can be cleared up in less than a trice
Our identity switch
Who is who? Which is which?
We're in need
pricey, it's sendin' ya body chills
And we baptize cars, put hollows through windshields
[Hook: x 2]
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga
I'm Mr. Baller
What's you
night)
I don't give a fuck what time it is
It can go down all night
Button up the honcho, grab the brownies and heat
First step, to collect a nigga's
And change yo plans
It's the numbers on your phone
And numbers on your cell
Verse 2 Juicy J
I ain't messed up by messin crooked cowards
Wit a nigga name
together
So come on now and get up to it y'all
The incredible, untouchable nigga spittin' venom out his body wit' the dopest flows
And wonder why the line's
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
put a twist wit' it
You can't do like me, I'm by myself
I do it so good, I don't need nobody else
What's happenin'? What's up?
Got da purp fired up
Ahh! I kicks it off, n**** what rhyme wit no f***in problem,
down wit them drama boys, an also Eightball,
understand I gotta plan, to get me some
after winning the Oscar only some would last due to pressure
And be the last man standing
DJ Paul and Juicy J, the (last to walk)
Smoke it up, what
just hear to fuck you know that love
Want you want baby roll it or what while you think about
Twist me a douche you holdin' me up how many bitches
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