can turn ya collar up, put ya dollars up Now pull ya hat down low, okay Now back them bitches up off ya (All night long) Go 'head, dawg, get ya dollars
and humpin' and likin' it Aye, B boys hit the flo' wit' it Off in Jamaica let me see ya heel toe wit' it Clown and crump wit it, A-Town stomp wit' it
what I came to do Me and my villains come to strike it and stop Pipe it and prop ya leg up and get up Bianca hold ya head up your sex wet the bed up
'm too sick for a cure so And no need for a doctor my bod won't work Late in makin' yo nerves straight 'cause they caught ya Hands down when I popped ya
mo' [?] So, what's it gon' be? You gon' roll wit' me? C'mon, take a lil' trip down and blow wit' me I got a few chips, you could blow wit' me Oh, and
wilder if you was eatin I would knock ya food over I'm tryna set it off dogg and you all up in here Gimme some room before I bump ya and you all in
from the mound, boys, better not clown I got eighty-five niggaz wit me represent the town Two hundred automatic Uzi's wit atomic armed clips Make you boys
key I want you to wake up in the mornin' wit me I got it bad for ya, breakfast an' a cab for ya You got to move wit the groove As she lay on the one'
your sand castle Check the flavor all natural Beat your feet Hot Nikk's son Heat-mizer Before you get the main course Taste a appetizer Submerged in the word Heavy headed
min that'll off ya Yawl niggas ain't on the same level Pull up, pull off in the Porshe One day in my life it'll cost ya Look away, look back I lost
block is hot, tha block is hot ha, ha ha Tha block is hot, tha block is hot ha, ha ha Tha block is hot, tha block is hot ha, ha ha Tha block is hot,
pull up then draw You done falled in war, got in a big brawl Thought hard but you wrong, so you still get scarred Y'all boys done played wit some all out kill niggas Jump in hot
?? full off highly tips The glock nine automatic ? speed ?? I fuck wit' ballers and killers ask Suga Slim and B-3 Fresh ordered twenty keys turned them over to me Hot Boys
they great us, pull over and talk to us egor, why your man keep pealin off when he see us, he one of them hot head niggas, He'll cool off in the freezer
she dont fuck wit em suckas She know she love her a hustler, maybe thats why i fuck wit her Maybe thats why she fuck wit me, maybe its cuz im hot Maybe
sign You goin' the wrong way, man Slow ya role, slow ya role, ya know what I'm saying? Look, we about to go I 255 (Yeah) straight up to Memphis (Ya show