Lyrics:
I just told Pee, "This really niggas' worst nightmare, man
They don't wanna see Lil Baby with the Barbie" (Papi Yerr)
Tell 'em my Nina, my bitch,
ridin'
Got a lil' change surrounded myself by game
Niggas sayin' I'm counterfeit
Ain't that a bitch
Re-evaluate and stop ridin' my dick
Leave that to yo
dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin',
My lil' homies hang with me
I be passin' 'em freaks (Bitch)
Jewels and drugs, play that hustle
Smother 'em if you wanna be bad
Slap honey on a young
for this sht ain't aging
See right through these niggas HD
These bitches no that I'm the prophecy so they can't fucking play me
18 I still don't get
be aight, (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
'cause me and my clique we don't give a f*** n****.
Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon
[Hook:]
Lets
don’t hit the brakes get out my face lil b***** and keep it moving. Raised up in that bottom throwing 4s like who gone die the soonest , Baby drakes
I promise they won't ever snitch
We getting rich
Made that lil' n*gga shut up
That n*gga talk too much sh*t
He really a lick
N*gga ain't with
heard me
Boy this sh*t started at H O Burgess
My uncle kelvin didn't play
Knock em out on purpose
I use to watch em cook
That dope up like a surgeon
that west
I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep that west
Don't you know that I rep that
to business owners with a vice grip
I won’t slip, come out crip or blood I hug the pavement
Show the streets love, but don’t play thug that’s just some mice
even have to say it, baby want to stop and play it
Rewind that, pop and grind that
You'll find that, a woman like yourself can't keep cumin by yourself
dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin',
Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do
Do-doo-do-do Do-doo-do-do
People don't you worry bout me
Evil don't get buried by me
Well, I'm gonna shoot out this lil
Hook:
Who can I count on?...
If I aint have the heart to push this sh*t myself, who could I count on?...
They say I act like I don’t need nobody
' Jon
(YEAH) that's me nigga (uh huh)
ATL, it's goin' down, Kemo
(YEAH) , my nigga Kaos (YEAH)
So spit that muthafuckin real shit
For these bitch ass
Damon Wayans, homie don't play that shit
I get paid a lot, you get paid a bit
And my latest shit is like a greatest hits
Goddamn, ain't no wishing over
(Girl talking)
Aye n*gga just cause we in here don’t be tryna play all that soft sh*t neither. We like to listen to that hard sh*t too, the f*ck?
'Cause I don't write shit, 'cause I ain't got time
'Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the almighty dollar
And the almighty power of that
(Woo, woo)
She said she don't like how I act
She said "I don't play"
Yeah (yeah, let's go) , lil' shawty done fell in love with eating me up
Yeah, lil
this bank
Don't try to give me advice if you ain't, please don't try to tell me how if you can't.
I ain't gotta say this sh*t know I don't play that sh*t
Back in the day man I had to kick doors man
I had to go get it I was down on my d*ck
I ain't never had sh*t that's why I wanna have sh*t
I ain't
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
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