Lyrics:
up like I do my cup
Boogie Bomb down when I'm with your slut
She be acting like a squirrel tryna get my nut
Thinkin' I am Bans in a new Benz truck
stacking cob
I'll scam on labor, I'd never rob
Round found out lucky, we like Rob & Big
(Brrt)
Got a short temper, he'll part your wig
(Brrt) he want smoke
give a fuck
We don't give a fuck, he ain't down with us
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim]
I Brooklyn Bounce nigga, in Dirty South down to the ATL
Rep B.I.G. to death,
to the JB Classics, you know, shout to my big homie Rob Hebler
Weeklydrop.com, (Hot Dogg!), Shout to my man Chris Gibbs over at Union
Big shout out
Yo, check it
Call Lil' Cease
Tell that motherfucker to bring me some motherfucking weed to this hospital
Man fuck that (Notorious)
Tell that
nigga break it off, what
[Puff Daddy]
Un huh, B.I.G. with the Cash Money Millionaires, forever
Juvenile, Lil' Wayne, Baby, Turk, B.G., Manny Fresh
Slim,
here flossin', Big Willies, we Willie Lynch 'em
Pull out the chopper, rappers hittin' the ground
Like every bar is a bullet, when I pull it, it sound
Big drip big whip big ice big bank
EZZY MONEY
My drip is so hard you can’t stand by me
(big drip)
My whip is so hard you can’t park by me
(skurt)
My
slid on my block and my glizzy got fucked
Tried to rob me, left in the ambulance truck
I do what I want, cause I don't give a fuck
This is all in one
truck countin' racks
She been quarantining, lil' shawty thick (thick, thick)
She been quarantining, lil' shawty thick
She been quarantining, lil
Stand up like a army truck
Big dawg niggas know whats up
Run em over im a real thug
In my city people showing love
Lil bro but im big cuz
Stand up
Yeah, help for the helpless
Big money, big cars, big weed
Y'all know what time it is
But you better stack that money for bail
I'm on bail, got that
profits
Trigger finger itching cause I know they wanna get me
Niggas tried to rob me but they wasnt fucking wit me
Its fucked up you gotta live yo life by
years
I ain't just got ends, I end careers
Cosigned by the allmighty pac
When I drop science like? I'm not lyin'
Put a scar on your face like Simba's
And I'll be calm cause there's bulletproof glass in the toy
Yeah I'm flashy as fuck, mashin with BuckWindows up blowin big cause there's stash in the truck
hates me i like to get around
Back of my truck don't squat
But my bitch does
You know what they say, little dick
Big truck
When she talk about us, throw
One day gon pull up Maybach truck hop out fresh wit my new Richard
Member dukes was on my ass because I didn't clean the kitchen
Know I'm married
[Lil Jon]
If you fucking with me, you better get your ass out there
And make that motherfucking money
Rain, sleet or snow
Rob, steal and kill for
the roof
Rob me a pack with lil toni and zoom
Trap out the block and my glock gotta beam on it
Fuck a OG i dont got me a big homie
She suck me up i say dont
Just left the dealer, I told him to Phantom me
I cannot be with no niggas that's fans of me, no kizzy (no kizzy)
I don't know why these lil' niggas be
huh?
(Compton) Uh-huh-uh, Gotti Gotti shit huh?
(C'mon) Uh-huh, uh-huh-uh, Lil' Rob shit huh?
(C'mon) Uh-huh-uh-UHH, Roc-a-Fella shit y'all
(C'mon)
(Compton) Uh-huh-uh, Gotti Gotti shit huh?
(C'mon) Uh-huh, uh-huh-uh, Lil' Rob shit huh?
(C'mon) Uh-huh-uh-UHH, Roc-a-Fella shit y'all
(C'mon) Uh-huh,
Free 'lil villain out the cell
The police keep trying to indict us
This a SRT, I whip that bitch just like a monster truck (yeah)
Huh, wars in
In n out but i'm not from the bay
By myself I don't care what they say
Hit a lick at like 5 in the day
Walk down with that choppa broad day
That lil
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