Lyrics:
Stretch Homicide and my nigga Gambino
Seek and Po can't forget Money Bags
Stickin' up spots, boy, and jumpin' in Jags
Gotta get ahead and always stay
go and get a outfit
And buy a new lace wig
Back up on the market, better put in you a bid
'Cause when Missy throw a party, you can't find no where
doin bad
So I get my cash and I act mad
I mashed up on the gas, I gotta big ol' Lac
A nigga comin down with blue and purple
Comin down with a 5th in
but them niggaz on wait
Tey get beat like hussein by tis gangbang track
Young hustler, geyda pusher, leg crusher
Nigga make way for this
a big bag for real)
When you get back home (yeah)
I got a big ol' Birkin bag with my feet up (feet up)
I fucked around and told her, "Pass me money
and he turnt up, huh
If gettin' money was a sin nigga, I'd be burnt up, huh
If you know a nigga from back then, oh I was fucked up, huh
Get to pointin'
One step back, two steps back, yadig
I step back, you step back, yadig
Tip-toe, crouch low, jump up and
Get down, get down, get down, get down, okay
'till it gets loose
Ladies, bend your back and also your knees
Shake your booty so I can squeeze
Make a face, 'cause you know you're smart
Keep
the Chevrolet shaking
[Chorus]
[T.I.]
I'll make a mill' and I'm satisfied, I'll get the rest
Underaged civilian in the tightest ride, I want the best
I
, or shut up, or get routed!
I'm from the streets and I hang with killers
I make music by the ghetto for the thugs and killers
Wodie respect my hood,
a good game so back that sh*t up
Get on the dance floor gurl back that sh*t up
Tik tok your times up man back that sh*t up
Back that sh*t up, back that
down just to get up
Need a little, little more like that
Lean it on back
Watch the sun go down
Watch it come back around
Lean it on back
Take
Can't get distracted by these bitches
(Can't get distracted by them bitches)
Me and my nigga came up and never changed
(Me and my brother came up, we came
I told these rappers dis dat get back
My niggas packing dat energy
We ben trappin for a long time
Now I'm like fuck all my enemies
We do not mess wit
T.I.
Drama
Ursher baby
Hey, hey (yeah man)
Hey what's happening everybody
I hope they get my good side
You know I gotta look good when I walk
'bout it, girl, if I'm old enough
Just gon' do me a favor, girl, back it up
Let me see you do it, girl work the pole
Gon' get this money, girl twerk it
If you don't want kno trouble betta get back from me
I was trained as a youngin' go and get dat money
Dats right [x8]
[Verse 1:]
I'm on da cover
Vanessa wan dey follow me
Because I don get money now (Cash)
Back then she no like the boy oh (No)
Now she wan rock with the boy
She tell me she love my
to the floor
All my Bad girls I wanna see you
On the floor
Bad Gal
Ron Ron Ron Ron drop
Ron Ron Ron Ron drop
Get low bring it back up to the floor
I’m getting
pop a lot of shit but I back it up though
See it's a difference, a lot of niggas pop shit
But a lot of niggas don't make hits
But it's like this
pop a lot of shit but I back it up though
See it's a difference, a lot of niggas pop shit
But a lot of niggas don't make hits
But it's like this
(hands up)
Everybody here, get it out of control (woo)
Get your backs off the wall, 'cause Misdemeanor said so (uh-huh)
Everybody (just throw your
Woo, di club is getting warmer
Guess who is back up in your corner (ch'yeah)
Love to see di girls dem whining up in dem Dolce and dem Gabbana
This
normally, but strange ringed like that in black.
It doesn't get much better, your voice can get just ripped up shouting in vain,
Maybe someone hears what
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