Lyrics:
no uh oh
Be back in a minute wit dat chrome 4-4
And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I
me?
Why can't you ring and tell me?
(In the garden?) why don't you tell me
The vacuum pack isn't ready
In the holy temple of the Quakers
Welcoming
We bout to play a lil' game, match the name with the voice
So when you pick your favorite emcee you makin' the right choice
SO WHO ARE YOU?
[Baby
talk
You can tell I'm the shit by the way I walk
Walk wit me now,
Step wit me now,
Step right wit me now,
To the left wit me now,
From
of a outdoor festival like Lollapalooza, Thats us
But We Can't pack a club and that's how they do's us
Like Flo Rida
The way you say things
Changes everything
We
me take you out to my home, tell me what a nigga gotta do to get you out that thong
When are you gon' really make up ya mind shorty? See Twista work
know when I'm ready
I can tell you baby get lost
Why don't you get lost
thang
And it ain't no rules when you in this game
Gunblast echo fast and all I seen was loose cash
I hit the flo' & when they go I make sure I grab
the rollers and
When push comes to shove
Here you go on the flo' with this hoe again
Psycho bitches never let it go
Trippin's enviable be ready to get up
then me on you with a warm washcloth and a few ice cubes
Did it get so wet? No I'm not my best when I make you sweat
Ready now get set cause you get no
the mailbox
Right by the door, and!
I can’t do right by a hoe
I’m G’d up but through my eyes I see my soul
Too much of a player to go out with a hoe
See me in
Oh, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Ooh
When you feel it in your body
You found somebody who makes you change your ways
Like
potential)
(I like it when you dance for me)
(You've got the groovy potential)
(I can't [?], but I'm going to talk about it)
You're bodies are moving
everything you'll let me do to you, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Tell me what you like, baby
You want to play with my strawberry
Sometimes when I think about me
me take you out to my home, tell me what a nigga gotta do to get you out that thong
When are you gon' really make up ya mind shorty? See Twista work
, then me on you
With a warm washcloth and a few ice cubes
Did it get so wet? No, I'm not my best
When I make you sweat
Ready now get set 'cause you get
[Soulja Boy]
Hey whats up whats up dis ya boy Soulja Boy Tell 'em,
When you get dis message, pack ya bags,
Cause we going on a trip (trip)
ain't no sense in even faking
You know me I do it big by the bar and tell em jig
As soon as we walk in the do' we go straight to the dance flo
[Soulja Boy]
Hey whats up whats up dis ya boy Soulja Boy Tell 'em,
When you get dis message, pack ya bags,
Cause we going on a trip (trip)
Boutta be like Flo Rida when I spin yo' head right round
Yuh
Yuh
Fuck
Fuck, shit
Kill, kill, kill
Glock on my hip and I'm ready to shoot, uh
Kill, kill,
the crowd, nigga you know me, I'm the man
Cleveland, is the city, where the Thuggstaz get down
Just come to my town and ask around, they tell you who
like its weight.
Disbelievers n suckas hate when I'm up in my peruvian flake!
Yola white scraper makes the haters be mad at u!
Me and my whistlin pipes!
a day,
And I am waiting to hear what you say,
Come on, come on, I think you're telling me lies,
You are Italian, I can tell by your eyes,
I love
in the flo' mats
I'm a young nigga with money
Everytime I throw the drink
Gotta a get shorty to running
And when I'm ready to drop
Know I'm doing
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