Lyrics:
nigga a sandwich
Shit get wicked
Every time I spazz on a track
Your phone be glitching
Cause you niggas
Be surrounded by rats
My dogs bark different
Can't
home and fucked up parole
Got some nasty ass bitches dancin' on a pole
Got some classy ass bitches who achieving goals
Get out of line with the clique,
headed all for the disco
The D.J. plays your favorite blasts
Takes you back to the past, music's magic (poof)
Bump bump bump get bump with some flash,
Last Don, nigga (remix)
Ha ha (ha ha)
[Master P:]
Make em say uhhhh!
Uhhhh!
Na na na na
Na na na na
Make em say uhh
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh
nigga's stomp hard
Ooh, I think they like me when they heard me on the other one
So its only right that I hit u wit another one
Remix, we gets, busy ova
so bad, they don't ever sit You rather use guns before usin' fists
They tell me no, but I'm so used to it She walk by, I make sounds like I'm Ludacris
my shine on, switch my time zones
Heard that it pays, so I get my crime on
Blick got a switch, when it hit, do a remix, bring it Back
Loan shells, boy,
I'm the motherfuckin' general
It's Cassidy, I get rock like a boat when you go fishin'
Ayo, listen, I'm the general like Tso Shim Shin
I'm so sick,
that pussy wetter
Ride it pedals
Roses by the pedals
Rock out heavy metal
Leaf no rellos
Back to back we smoking
Talk to instrumentals
Dog no kennel
(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)
Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you
(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)
Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you
you sending that
If I take a loss I'm a get it back
They stealing the flow and I'm sick of that
Show me that pink slip 'cause you rented that
Ain't
A mAn)
And sAy I hAd to be in the office by 7.
(Grown to be A mAn)
I'm A constipAted mAn,
(Grown to be A mAn)
And when I'd finAlly get bAck in,
Oh, my
on fire
Get rich, the empire's
About to strike back
If you rock the mic wack
And that's the way it is 'cause yo
It's like that
[Sadat X]
Money,
Ludacris
I can tell by the move and groove it baby you ain't new to this
gonna gimme that crown when then floods come down ooh like huh numeres
Imma
(Hellrell)
By the time this shit touch the streets
Ill prolly be shackeled down on the bus wit beats
But imma ride anyway
Get high anyway, and let my vvs
man? (Bitches)
I just can't get outdone by a nigga, always stay ahead of the pack (What?)
I know I'm jahvé, gotta keep a vibe ayy
Spread the aura round
and males
Both headed all for the disco
The DJ plays your favourite blasts
Takes you back to the past, music's magic, poof
Bump, bump, bump, get bump
that
I use to remix a black
Don't talk on the tap
I move by myself
I'm beating down her back I got my hands around her neck
Even when I stop to get gas I
(Shotgun Cocks)
Young Buck:
Uh Ohhhhh, Young Buck
Dirty South, Yeahhh
I Hear Him Talkin', But He 'Bout To Get That Ass Stomp
Watch, I Get
Fuck around we gon spin this shit
Tell her move back no Ludacris
Tell her get back no ludacris
Tell her get back I'm on my shit
Tell her we back u know
This is hot shit, better go and get yours
Ha, better go and get yours
Voiceless, world remix
Kings and queens on the deck, dancing hip to wrist
You
it before
Move out the way when I'm comin through the door
Me, heavy? As Lyte as a Rock
Guys watch, even some of girls clock
Step back, it ain't
You know we had to do a remix right?
Ho, ho, ho, ho (Free)
All you Young Gunnerz
Hey Just', this the one right here, baby
I told you, dawg
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