[Hook]
You know my kind
We on the block all the time
You know my type
We drunk, we high might start a fight
We grinding we chasing cheese
We hustle
We keeps that heat
We riding on 24's
Money first and mother fuck them hoes
[Magic]
Pass the puff
Let me get started
I'm a burn a hole in this motherfucker regardless
Turn me up
Let me get me
Who else but the M-A-G-I-C
Do you somethin dirty
Won't say it twice
I know you niggaz heard me
Betta get it right
Killa
You hard with your hand on the gat
I got mine too I'm ready to bust back
Full grown pit my nigga I bought that
Pull your hoe card to see where your nuts at
I got no patience for niggaz hatin
And bitchin ain't gonna make a nigga give you nathin
Ol pussy ass nigga soft as a q-tip
Say something I'll smack a motherfucker real quick
I'm a Body Head die hard
I'm tryin tat the motherfucker in the eye ball
Nigga
Hook 2x
[RJJ]
Nigga I am R-J-J-R
My pockets are full of paper
Everything you see here's mine
I'm a thug and I'm rich
you know my kind
always on a hunt lookin for a lil more dough
I can splurge with
money I can merge with
women I can flirt with
see if I can thug â'em
I got me a dime
All I wanna do is cut â'em
No convo
All I wanna do is cut â'em
Don't play with â'em never act like I love â'em
Only act like that nigga daddy raised
See I'm kinda cocky in my ways
But a nigga getting paid
And I'm probably in the back getting laid
With somebody's wife somebody's getting' played
I got my eyes on the prize
Mind on my money, got my money on my mind
Got my money on my mind nigga
[Hook] 2x
[B.G.]
Nigga know my type I be right on the block
I don't give a fuck if ya'll I got platinum records or not
I be thugin, keeping it real
Holdin it down
From the East to West Bank
Up to downtown
I'm a street nigga
And I keep that work
Keep that heat
Bitch nigga give me fifty feet
I've been bout uppin
Loadin, cocking and pullin
Poppin and pullin
I been representin Lousianna to the fullest
I've been ridin 20's
Getting money at 15
Dat there new to ya'll that shit throw back to me
I been ridin Benz's
Blingin and all that
If I'm not a Hot Boy then whataya call that
I'm a Vet
I ain't Labron James
Call me MJ
I'm a legend in the game
Respect my mind
Can't stop my shine
Real niggaz they know my kind
[Hook] 2x
[Juvenile]
Look, Look
You made me think to step in this square
We got some killers up in here
And he hating a player
Disregard what you saw outside
Pay attention to the waist
I don't think you want a dent in yo face
Say, I advise you to look dead then be cool
You came in here with some shit on yo mind
Well me too
I'm just trying to sip something
Me & Roy trying to flip something
We chilling, so quit bugging
I'm hard, like I been on Viagra all my life
I put the dick down on some ass every night
As far as I'm concerned everything here is copasetic
So put on tight til you hope that she sure come get it
Talk that shit now walk that walk
I'll beat a hoe in the mouth til she can't talk
I'll catch you at the light with the car in park
Show you I can finish anything I start
[Hook x4]
If you don't want it
I advise you don't start it
We can get retarded
Fuck around and get slaughtered
[2 x]
Get the fuck now
You better get the fuck now
[RJJ]
I'm in the cut, on a hunt for a hot piece
Niggaz all in my mouth
Like they got beef
Not me nigga
You don't want my troubles
Cause shit can turn dark quick
If I touch her
Now must you just get bucked for your peeps
Cause my niggaz don't look that tough
When they sleep and me I rather be with a dime on the grind
Instead of checking this nigga for disrespecting my mind
Cause I'm Mr. Jones a nigga with a fist of stones
Split yo dome and won't have to get the chrome
Fix your tone
Unless you bout getting on
A whole nother level
Cause I'm passed that shit you on
Get it, got it, good, gangsta
My niggaz out here, would spank ya
But I ain't want to go that route
You know the deal
Rather knocking niggaz off or knocking niggaz out for real
[Hook]
[Intro- Lil' Flip]
You know how we do it man
Ain't to many people ballin like us man
I go by the name Lil' Flip
I'm in here with my dog Roy Jones Jr, ya know
We makin this money man, that's what it's about
If You ain't makin' no money man I don't think ya'll
should be talking to us man
There's more money to make baby
Check me out
[Lil' Flip]
Look I came from nothing
I was broke as hell
I had three options sports, rap or jail
But now we're doin good, yup I'm still in the hood
I still ride candy paint
I still grip on the wood
Like Pimp an Bun B
I'm choppin on blades
I got a three story home
With two butlers and one maid
You know I gotta stay paid
Cuz I love money
More karats than Bug's Bunny
You can't take nothin from me
Cuz I'm strapped up
You'll get clapped up
Take that
While I'm doing 85 in a Maybach
So stay back cuz we about our chips
It's Roy Jones and Lil' Flip
We rollin tight whips on 20 twin twins
So watch them Sprewell's when they spinny spin spin
Cuz I'm a Trill ass nigga
I'm a top 10 sella
Pullin up in drop Benz yella
I'm rich fella
I make nothing but hits fella
I'm waking up to bacon, eggs and grits fella
And we love to spend 20 G's in the mall cuz this is
the way we ball
[Hook- Perion]
If it don't shine it ain't me
Sit on less than 20 inch rims it ain't me
Pocket filled w/ less than a grand
It ain't me
No sir no mam
And I can't deny it cuz that's what I am
So let me tell you what I am
I'm a balla
That's what I am
Baby A balla
One of a kind
I'm a balla
No sir no man
[RJJ]
Check it
I got a house that stretch across 300 acres
It's the same size as the Staple Center for the Lakers
I got a court so if Shaq wanna play
He can come to my crib and we can do it my way
I got a Harley that I been bought that I ain't even drove
I'm a take a road trip to the East coast and holla at Hov'
I'm a balla
Fuck with Balla's
My Peers are top notch
We toss girls up don't know how to cock block
Lil Jay my road dog
we push them whips hard
we got cake
fuck them cops
we brake laws
I brake jaws
Me and Flip we brake broads
We pimps, if you don't watch yourself we'll take yours
I got bread
Big bread
Know my hands hot
185 but bigger than sasquatch
I'm a B-A-L-L-E-R
In Florida acting out doing donuts in my Ferrari
[Hook]
[Outro]
Body Head Bangers Volume 1 nigga taking over the streets you heard me
Body Head
Beat doctor
Lets welcome 'em Body Head style
I smoke, I drank I tote that iron
Yeah I'm ridin through your neighborhood
Bumpin, blowin on some good
I keep a glock and got a big drop underneath my hood
I'm from Atlanta
Ol' school like some grey vannah
Right up the street from Florida, Tennessee and Alabama
I keep 'em working
keep a pistol, cause these niggaz shady
I hit Louisiana just to say whats happenin baby
Say I'm a timer, diamonds all up in my watch piece
The Whip painted chrome please make 'em watch me
I smoke and drank wanna stop but I can't
So I guess smoking an drankin all the way to the bank to the bank
I'm switchin lanes rollin up purple stank still
Sippin that purple stuff cause I'm addicted to drank
[Hook]
I smoke, I drank I'm supposed to stop but I can't
I'm a dog
I love hoes
And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes
Do it big then
Do it big nigga
Do it big nigga
Do it big nigga
[Magic]
Now I ain't got nothing but dick for you hoe's
I won't trip
Ain't sick for you hoe's
Ain't got nothin to give to no nigga
Deal with no nigga
Chill with no nigga
I'm a keep a stack of that funny smelling tobacco
Heater in my hand
Nigga ready to act up
Got damn fool
Ignorant mutha fucka, bout to lose my cool
Let me smoke a Kool
So I can calm my nerves
Find me a duck, get some head in the burb
I'm a fool with them hoe's nigga
That's my word
Show me a dime
And I bet I'm getting served
Everybody know me probably saw me half cocked
Drunk, high in the club
bout to get it hot
Louisanna nigga
down here we gets buck
and if we ain't fightin
it's probably cause we're to fucked up
[Hook]
I drink good and hell I feel fine
But see I'm a Young Blood bitch and I'm high
No I don't sip wine
Boy I sip Goose see
18 shots of Petrone done got me loose
now we're buying out the bar
we pourin up them dranks
tryin to stop this madness
I'm slizzered but so I can't see
this is how we do it my nigga down in the South
can't stand a fuckin hater
now go on and stomp 'em out
cuz see we do it real big
bitch I'm a dog
rollin with my nigga Magic
we bout to ball
in the club shakin hoes
straight up out the door
I'm serving in my Chevy about to let these niggaz know
[RJJ]
That Roy gone ball
Cause Roy got bread
Roy ain't got to smoke or drank he gets head
Roy keep at least six women up in the bed
Roy do it big
Cause Roy got it made
Body Head
[Hook 1x]
Let me see you niggaz
uh uh stomp
uh uh stomp
uh uh stomp
Jig, Jig, Jig
Jig, Jig, Jig
Oh what you thought we was goin somewhere... sike!
[Hook 1x]
Body Head Bangers Vol 1 ya heard me
[Lady Talkin]
Prepare for the Body Head blastoff
Ya'll ready
(Explosion-music starts)
B-O-D-Y H-E-A-D (Body Head, Body Head)
B-O-D-Y H-E-A-D (Body Head, Body Head)
B-O- (B-O,B-O) D-Y (D-Y,D-Y) H-E- (H-E,H-E) A-D (A-D, A-D)
B-O- (B-O,B-O) D-Y (D-Y,D-Y) H-E- (H-E,H-E) A-D (A-D, A-D)
B-O- (B-O,B-O) D-Y (D-Y,D-Y) H-E- (H-E,H-E) A-D (A-D, A-D)
B-O- (B-O,B-O) D-Y (D-Y,D-Y) H-E- (H-E,H-E) A-D (A-D, A-D)
B-O- (B-O,B-O) D-Y (D-Y,D-Y) H-E- (H-E,H-E) A-D (A-D, A-D)
B-O, B-O, B-O
B-O-D-Y H-E-A-D (Body Head, Body Head)
B-O-D-Y H-E-A-D (Body Head, Body Head)
B-O- (B-O,B-O) D-Y (D-Y,D-Y) H-E- (H-E,H-E) A-D (A-D, A-D)
(soft background echo: Roy Jones! Roy Jones!)
Yeah. . .unh, unh. . .Body Head.
You neva knew it was comin' like that, huh?
Check this out. . .check this out. . .watch me close now.
Unh, unh, what!
Who wanna get knocked out?
Who wanna fight Roy Jones?
Who wanna be next? I'm knockin' your lights out.
I'm takin' you right out. I'm winnin' this fight.
I'm puttin' my belt on. I'm takin' my belt home.
Bring somebody else on. . .to fight.
I'm like. . . I'm like. . . heavyweight champion over the world.
Who wanna get knocked out?
Who wanna fight Roy Jones?
Who wanna be next? I'm knockin' your lights out.
I'm takin' you right out. I'm winnin' this fight.
I'm puttin' my belt on. I'm takin' my belt home.
Bring somebody else on. . .to fight.
I'm like. . . I'm like. . . heavyweight champion over the world.
Now welcome to Round One.
This is my album. I'm Roy Jones. . .
the legend. . .you found one.
Like Martin and Malcolm, I fight for my rights.
My fists? They're straight blows.
Games? Don't play those. I lay foes flat. .
and givin fighters K'O's. . .since the early eight oh's
The same homie..
With or without money?
The same homie.
Knocked out Montell Griffin,
Virgil Hill, beat James Toney.
and even if you think the match was fixed. . .
I can't lose. I could beat you with a fractured wrist.
Take the show? What you take me fo'?
No. You'll hate to go. . .
round for round. . .pound for pound. ..
on HBO.
Got clean refs. . .a nice right. . .
but mean lefts.
A fighter better than me?
I haven't seen yet.
I'm Roy Jones, the undisputed,
the heavyweight champ.
How could you confuse it?
Is anyone out there? You think you're the best?
Come call my people. . . and we can do this. . .
Damn real. . .man, chill. . .
. . .after everything is over and still. . .
Who wanna get knocked out?
Who wanna fight Roy Jones?
Who wanna be next? I'm knockin' your lights out.
I'm takin' you right out. I'm winnin' this fight.
I'm puttin' my belt on. I'm takin' my belt home.
Bring somebody else on. . .to fight.
I'm like. . . I'm like. . . heavyweight champion over the world.
Who wanna get knocked out?
Who wanna fight Roy Jones?
Who wanna be next? I'm knockin' your lights out.
I'm takin' you right out. I'm winnin' this fight.
I'm puttin' my belt on. I'm takin' my belt home.
Bring somebody else on. . .to fight.
I'm like. . . I'm like. . . heavyweight champion over the world.
(soft background echo: Roy Jones! Roy Jones!)
(soft background echo: Roy Jones! Roy Jones!)
[Chorus: Dave Hollister] - 2X
That's when I was wylin out
I couldn't care less about
Someone gettin hurt, I did my share of dirt
[Perion]
I went from ashy elbows, to loungin on Melrose
Stayin in the best suites for weeks
In (?) sheets, alone while you cryin at home
By the phone, hopin I'll call, everyday that I'm gone (alright)
Need connections, to make ends meet ma
In both directions, just to stay on my feet (huh)
Thinkin bout me when I got mouths to feed
A spouse and two seeds (yeah) they need me to eat (that's right)
Take out time to check myself
Thinkin it wasn't really me, silly me
No wonder you can't feel me, thinkin while I'm out I'm cheatin
Wylin out and freakin - blacks, whites and peurto ricans
While I'm hardly sleepin (me and the kids hardly eatin)
Seekin God for help cuz we hardly speakin (that's right)
If it took God to bring me home (uh-huh) bring Jerome
to see that I was wrong, now David sing the song (uh-huh)
[Chorus] - 2X
[Hahz the Rippa]
Yo, aiyyo I sold drugs, sold coke, weed and dope (whattchu need?)
Sold shirts and socks, I even sold soap
Got too small for me, I sold my old coat (uh)
Walked in jewelry stores, and stole gold ropes (yes I did)
Look around, it's no cops, I wanna shoplift
but who gon' give me a lift to go shop? (watch out!)
Get my rhyme on, clothes I tried on
and I walked out with, like the ones I got on (yeah)
Commitin crimes, fiends; I was givin 'em dimes
Under 25 and was still livin with moms
I just love the dough, I gotta get plenty (yo)
Used to trick with strippers with counterfeit twenties (whassup)
The streets that kept me hungry and left me bummy
I sold candy for my school and kept the money (alright)
In stolen cars I'm gettin chased -- I had to chill cuz
(Dave: I was bout to catch a case!)
[Chorus] - 2X
[Roy Jones Jr.]
Yo
I used to go to this chick house, and go to that chick house (come on)
Call another chick over, kick the other chick out
I wasn't carin about, how none of 'em felt
They wanted to hang around me, like one of my belts (alright)
But I kept it movin, city to city, kitty to kitty
Throughout the states I was fifty for fifty
Get it with force, she fine; she could get it of course (alright)
Niggaz are warned, she married; she could get a divorce
Stayed up the rest of the night, right after the fight
Went from room to room, I was boom boom boom (room to room)
Fulfill ya fantasies with Roy Jones Jr. (what)
Girlfriend or wife, ya better hold on to her (uh)
A man's gotta do what he's got to do
She's in my hotel room - why she not with you? (alright)
It's like three in the mornin, she just stoppin through
As she walks in, her trenchcoat was droppin too
Light-skinned, long hair, yeah I popped her too
Yo I'll send her to ya room soon as Hahz get through
That's how we got down, I done stopped now
My mayne Peri' got a brother on lock down (on lock down!)
[Chorus] - 4X (w/ adlibs from Dave Hollister)
[Hook]
She wore her hip huggers for me so I could see her thong
Just made 21 she got it goin on
Slow it down ma
You a freak huh
Slow it down ma
You a freak huh
She gave me the phone number
Told me to come over
So we could put a stain on her mama's sofa
Slow it down ma
You a freak huh
Slow it down ma
You a freak huh
[Magic]
I done found my Nefertiti
Beautiful skin tone
Straight out the bottle
Like I dream of Jeanie
She wanted me to come and knock her pants off
And bring something slow that me and her could dance off
She can tell by this bulge in my jeans that I like her
Knowing that I'm a thug and I'm only tryin to yike her, pipe her
Lay it down deep
I hope you got a man cuz it's betta when you creep yeah
She a freak I can tell by the way that she grinding on a nigga
That she ready for the meat
She done heard that I got a little something
I'm nice with my flow but in bed I'm a beast
She wants me to take my time with her
But I'm a dog so you know I gotta beat the pussy down for her
I got a whole click of cave men that'll cut your
friends up until the pussy just cave in
[Hook]
[Swells]
You know what it is
Once S dub gets you to the crib
Lay you down try to pound out your ribs
You're so loud
All the sounds woke the kids
Try to cover her mouth
But she couldn't hold it in
I'm no joke when it comes to the stroke
But before we get to that
Put this here in your throat
You can swallow or spit
I won't be bothered a bit
Just do it quick an keep bobbin your head
S Dub the nastiest
Turn a good girl into one of the trashiest
I'm a fly nigga one of the flashiest
Fly chicks I slide with I'm always smashin em
No Lifestyles give me a Magnum
White chicks call me OJ the way I be stabin em
I never call them back that's why their mad at him
I drive hoe's crazy gotta put 'em in padded rooms
[Hook]
[RJJ]
Wow I gotta appetite
From listening to my own song
I want a cutie with a bootie and some hips with a thong on
Something I can put the long on
Make my lips disappear off in hear ear so we can go on home
Well if she wanna hit the bar first
If she right we can probably make it happen in the car first
Know how I feel about them short skirts
Easy access so I'm a take it easy like I'm off work
Let her show the champ a good time
I really want a beauty queen that's a freak with a good mind
No hoe's bard I want the whole nine
I can stick her anywhere cuz this motherfucker's so fine
But I'm a beat her with the meat first
I got a hell of a reputation as a champ but I'm a freak first
-oh you a freak huh- you damn right
I'm a trying to leave another stain on your mama's couch every night
[Hook]
[Hook- Perion]
You can find me on 24's
Blowin on a pound of dro
Getting gone in the wind
Sitting behind tint
Getting bent
You can't see me
But you smell the smoke
Oh yeah
*Repeat
[Bun B]
Now what you know bout the H town
clutch city the throwdest
with them big body slab swangers on the grind
and you know this
got them buttons and bumper kits
them buckles and belts
with pop trunk, shiny grill
keeping it Trill with ourself
we break left and lack turn to the right
and bust his glock off - what
and if one time roll up
we ain't fittin turn this knock off
I'm a crank this surround up
and show him my thang
and if we need us another corner to slang
it ain't a thang
we got that 3rd Ward, that Yellowstone, 5th Ward and the Acres
dirty dub back to the Southside we fulla bar breakers
so anywhere you wanna take us
guarantee you can show him up
I'm a crank him like a seal on a PT and pour him up
Paul Wall the OG Ron C to slow him up
so if ya'll reppin some down ass hoods player than throw 'em up
keep the Trillness in front of me and them haters behind me
so Magic if you're lookin Bum B this how you gone find me...my nigga
-how-
[Hook]
[Magic]
I'm on the 10 goin' West and I'm heading straight to the H
From Louisiana got money to make
They got some bitches I didn't cut
Some clubs I didn't crash
Some bars I haven't run up the tab on a nigga ass
Neglecting my nuts I work too much
fuck gettin tipsy tryin to get fucked up
I need some rup to sip
So I can lean in my cut dogg
Eyes focused on pussy
Run some G on a damn broad
I'm with Bun and Mike Gizzle
Sippin and dippin til atleast 7 in the morn
My 24's I call them the hoe catchers
Catch the type of hoes that wouldn't usually sweat ya
Bet cha I do it bigger than ya'll
40 gals on call to entertain my dogs
just bring me some good and a big fat goo
so I can puff and blow smoke on a hater like you
[Hook]
[Mike Jones]
Makin money is all I know
24's is all I roll
killa dro that's all I blow
in the lime light I shine and glow
Mr Magic and Bun B wanna live lavish then come with me
As I flip the script in my Humvee
Grindin for my currency
281-330-8004 hit Mike Jones up on the low
cuz Mike Jones about to blow
I'm in a Lex
black on black ballin'
24's and up when I'm crawlin
grind daily to keep from fallin
Got hot now majors callin
I'm Mike Jones
Puttin down for Swisher house
Princess cuts all in my mouth
Representin that dirty South
Stay on the grind from 9 to 9
Hope and pray one day I'll shine
Body Head, Swisher House and Middle Fingers we on the
grind
I'm in a Benz on Lorenz 24's in the wind
My daily routine is pimpin pens
I'm Mike Jones
-who-
Mike Jones
-who-
Mike Jones
Swisher House and Body Head baby
[Hook]
[Bun B]
Listen partner
You're to wet behind the ears
And you're to dry on the nose
Know what I'm talking about
What you need to do is help yourself up in the slab
Catch a corner with a Trill player like myself
I'm a flip you through H Town
Know what I'm sayin
I'm a keep it real with you
I'm a pour ya skee taste, know what I'm sayin
I'm a twist you up a Swisher you know what I'm sayin
Go on and hit the North Side, South Side, South West
I got them Body Head boys with me baby
It don't get no Triller than this here
No what I'm talking about
AND STILL - ROY JONES JR.
Errâ¦.
Eh yo im still wondering why
im still...
im still the badest motherF**ker to ever step in the ring
Im hitting em with rights and lefts and all kinds of things
Im beating one after the other
im like a big ass bear for a ???? but see my skills got me covered
so bring me your shit starters and watch me get smarter
and you can still sell speakers that can hit harder
unless there amped with half a stransnova
and after ive completed the job I stand over
(erm)another misfourntate victim
I hate to see him go like that
but ya keep on digging
(erm) that's just another closed chapter
Chorus
Im Mr. unstopppable (and still)
Im Mr. undroppable (and still)
Mr. invisbile (what)
Mr. unbeatable (and still)
Mr. unknockoutable X2
I smoke, I drink
B-Doctor, let's welcome 'em to the Vault baby
Do it big nigga, do it big nigga
Do it big nigga, stupid ass nigga
I smoke, I drank
(Yea, yea)
I'm supposed to stop but I can't
(Uh-huh)
I'ma dog, I love hoes
(Yea, yea)
And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes
Do it big then
I smoke, I drank
(Yea, yea)
I'm supposed to stop but I can't
(Uh-huh)
I'ma dog, I love hoes
(Yea, yea)
And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes
Do it big then
I do it big nigga
I do it big nigga
I do it big nigga
So many ways to get paid better, keep, fake, ID
Sure y'all don't try me it's murder, I'm a server
Lyric life sentence relentless, a menace to society
Full of robberies so [unverified] it, I hop in the bubble
Wrap the Beretta wit a rag that glock in the Cutlass
Nigga I'm always hustlin' and yea, round the Cadillacs
The alibam's a must
(Uh-huh, yea yea)
Crimey and grimey weed smuckers
(Uh-huh, yea yea)
Money and weed, you know my mind see on the Don Don P
With Mr. Magic and Traffic blowin' some bomb weed
(Uh-huh, yea yea)
In your mind, I call my pistol 'cause it stay by me
(Uh-huh)
That's like my brother, lucky mothers
We ain't nothin' to see
(Uh-huh)
Or like my nigga Pete, but Uncle Pete
Or my partner Moe Pete, and Low Key nigga, you know me man
It ain't no thang to [unverified] it back and make you shake thug bang
Grab the weed, rhyming the coke name nigga, what's up
I smoke, I drank
(Yea, yea)
I'm supposed to stop but I can't
(Uh-huh)
I'ma dog, I love hoes
(Yea, yea)
And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes
Do it big then
I smoke, I drank
(Yea, yea)
I'm supposed to stop but I can't
(Uh-huh)
I'ma dog, I love hoes
(Yea, yea)
And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes
Do it big then
I do it big nigga
I do it big nigga
I do it big nigga
I ain't got nuthin' but dick for you hoes
I won't trick, I ain't sick for you hoes
I ain't got nuthin' to give to no nigga
Deal wit no nigga, chill wit no nigga
I'ma keep a stack of that funny smelling tobacco
Pistol in my hand, nigga ready to act a
God damn fool, ignorant muthafucka bout to lose my cool
Let me smoke a goose so I can calm my nerves
Find me a duck, get some head in the Burb
I'ma fool on them hoes nigga
That's my word, show me a dime and I'm bet I'm gettin served
Everybody know me probably saw me half [unverified]
Drunk, high in the club bout to get it hot
Louisiana nigga, down here we getting bucked
(Bucked)
And if we ain't fighting, it's probably 'cause we too fucked up
I smoke, I drank
(Yea, yea)
I'm supposed to stop but I can't
(Uh-huh)
I'ma dog, I love hoes
(Yea, yea)
And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes
Do it big then
I smoke, I drank
(Yea, yea)
I'm supposed to stop but I can't
(Uh-huh)
I'ma dog, I love hoes
(Yea, yea)
And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes
Do it big then
I do it big nigga
I do it big nigga
I do it big nigga
I do it big
Lil Boosie do it big boy
Feel this here, check this out
Look
I smoke, I drank, I tote that iron
(That iron)
Eyes stay red, and my girl stay fine
I'ma problem child, I know you heard
I ain't no turtle, I'ma crocodile
(Crocodile)
And I'll serve ya, see Lil Boosie from that South Side
(That South Side)
In they mouth got bout five
Got them Tees with dem Ree's wit dem black and white cowel
(Cowel)
I want Ashanti, Beyonce and Trina
So I could hit her from the back, like I do my black Nina
I miss my nigga Soulja Slim, and that's for real
(Rest In Peace)
So in your memory I pop a pill, [unverified] the steel
If you don't like it you could take it to that level
That go the mo light, mo won't you come and meet the Devil
Look, I'ma put two labels on my back and start walking
(Start walking)
And it ain't in six states now I got everybody talking
Look, and I thug, with my thugs
(I thug, my thugs)
We getting paid from the block to the club that's what's up nigga
I smoke, I drank
(Yea, yea)
I'm supposed to stop but I can't
(Uh-huh)
I'ma dog, I love hoes
(Yea, yea)
And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes
Do it big then
I smoke, I drank
(Yea, yea)
I'm supposed to stop but I can't
(Uh-huh)
I'ma dog, I love hoes
(Yea, yea)
And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes
Do it big then
I do it big nigga
I do it big nigga
[Hook- Perion]
I wanna see you front back side to side
Just keep it movin
I want to see what you do to get loose now
Just keep it movin
Move it girl
I love the way you work it on in
Hey now work it out
Move it girl
Just keep it movin
[Fiend]
Body Head
Follow me
Mommy can wobble if she want it
stay ride it if she want it
That face and body she can model if she want it
She ghetto bound stare you down in a NY minute
A pair of Monolo Blanc's the only way you'll get up in it
shorty love fuckin with rappers
don't date many actors
don't care if you're married or bachelor
she make a Southern boy proud to his toes
quickly forgettin not lovin them hoes
she get money
like Lil Kim, Biggie and Lil Cease
sure to cheese
you'll see more than a tease
and ma can drop it like it's heated
drink and stay weeded
know niggaz dog for pussy so she make 'em all retrieve it
nails done and she weave it
slightly conceited
and love to meet a man who swears he don't eat it
you really want to see her back into it
you see her purse put a stack into it
[Hook]
[Petey Pablo]
I'm good for wiling out in the club throwing money around
Fo bad chicks that want to dance with their titties out
Doin tricks makin their bootie bounce
Tootin up little balls in their coochie
Then poot them out
Make her touch the ground
Hot damn she blood raw
That ain't the badest bitch up in here boy, I swear to God
Get it mama turn around
Look how she do her mouth
I got that lip gloss shining like some Armor All
There she go twirlin around on the pole
Slow down hoe, hoe
I gotta pay her for it
Come here honey
Come get this money you deserve it
Here's a 10, here's a 20, here's a fuck it take a 100
[Hook]
[Roy]
She got a load on her back
[Magic]
Girl what the hell you been eatin to get a ass like that
[Roy]
She got a shape so fine
[Magic]
Got me skippin the line
[Roy]
Cause I'm a get my turn
[Magic]
Let me touch it, let me flip it, let me crank it up
[Roy]
Put something hard in ya cup
[Magic]
Baby drink it up
[Roy]
Hush your mouth
[Magic]
Concentrate make it drop
[Roy]
Keep it right there baby hold what ya got
[Magic]
Come on keep it wiggilin baby
[Roy]
Let them girls keep hating cause you killing 'em baby
[Magic]
Fuck bein a lady get your money from these niggaz
blind, cripple or crazy
[Roy]
And you deserve what you get
[Magic]
Cause you smelling like a rose and them other hoes
smelling like shit
[Roy]
I'm a keep it real with you boo I like what you doin
so keep doin what you do
[Hook]
[Hook]
Can't be touched
Can't be stopped
Can't be moved
Can't be rocked
Can't be shook
We hot
When will you niggaz learn
Came to get crunk
Came to bring life
Came to get it started
Came to get it right
Turn down the music
Turn up my mics
When will you niggaz learn
[Magic]
I mean what I speak
I do as I say
I hustle, I grind
Don't get in my way
I'm pimping my hoes
I'm jacking my foes
I spit at the police and duck my P.O.'s
I ain't going to court
You can call a judge
Tell him kiss my ass
Cause I ain't gonna budge
And I ain't going back to lock up
You trying to block a pop up
I ain't going back to court
And I'm never gonna stop the puffing
Not for nothing
The block they need me
The streets they need me
The club scene nigga
Is mine believe me
You don't believe me
[Hook]
[Trouble]
Open your hearts for me
Look what I got for you
You in the presence of greatness
I'll make it hot for you
Pass the rock to me
Block and I'll run with it
Here for the game
And all the pussy that come with it
So full of focus
Insistent on keeping it going
The Franchise, I exist in a league of my own
Expect attention unfamiliar with being ignored
The truths back, Katies locking and closing the door
Brick wall in the road
I won't move
The King
I'm like Roy in the ring
I can't lose
Show the face of what compares to mine
You wanna war
Mother fucker I ain't hard to find
Now holla back, nigga
[Hook]
[Roy]
I move when my heart say move
Fierce like a lion
Got nothing to prove
Stubborn as a hot damn mule
God in my corner
Nigga can't lose
Trying to take me out my hot damn shoes
See how quick I jump up and give you bitches the blues
They gonna see you on the hot damn news
And that ain't even nothing
Linking me to the crime
Not a print, not a hot damn clue
Beating these niggaz down
Is what I came to do
And I ain't playing bout a hot damn rule
Shaking you niggaz down
If you ain't paying your dues
We passing up yo block and ohh
My screws are loose
Don't call my hands
Cause you gonna make me act a hot damn fool
Dead discussion, you will not win
Cause I will not lose
Big Bodies by Body Head Bangerz
Intro:
Old school, lacs, delta 88's, box chevy caprices, monte carlos
We takin it all the way back
Hook:
big bodies ridin on twos and fours
boss hogg and slammin big body doors
old school box chevys and lacs 88's with the room in the back
so wathcu swangin in (x2)
Verse 1:
Box chevy caprices creepin on crome d's
They 17's but I keep my spokes clean
wood grain on the wheel
wood grain on the dash
peanut butter guts
wit a peanut butter rag
15's in the trunk,doin pricey in the back
ten clear coats a dat candy on factory black
no flakes in my paint,no flippin for me
i like it simple,so fresh and so clean
swangin from left to right
leanin, mean muggin foos
trunk rattlin like a snake till my woofers blow
i like my volume loud, i like my bass deep
i like my tweeters tweakin..so u can hear da beat
around the corna u hear me on the other street
but let me warn ya its murda in them backseats
thats how i ride foo, so take a ride wit me
cause when im gone its hard for yall to come and git me.
Hook:(x2)
Verse 2:
look..give me a cut dawg,75 wit black tint
black paint and make way for the young pimp
old school trues and foes, and im good
theres somethin in the trunk and somethin under the hood
never drive over 30 miles an hour dawg, u can come holla hoe
git in my passenger seat, and this ain't your moms car
so when you gittin in.. wipe your feet,
my interior imported from another country
no head in the front seat u know how much this cost me
you lucky you ain't sittin on plastic
and you betta not fart or you gittin your ass kicked
take pride in my ride, i love her like a child
im rollin up the avenue and them bitches are like WWWOOOW
but i don't pay em attention im rollin up to my nizzles like....
Hook:(x2)
Verse 3:
check it,uhhh..bently 2004,i got 3 different cars
i payed for em,ima drive all them muh fuckas
i gotta have that boom,cause women love to knock
turn it up and i betcha i'll make that pussy pop
i gotta h2,the 24's turning
ima stunna, so you gunna smell that rubba burnin
i got a need for speed i keeps dual exhaust
you hear that big truck commin nigga whos the boss
don't git caught up in the paint i picked
cause i'll flip it in a minute, nigga money ain't shit
i shine harder then the average star
niggas might hate me but they love my car,
lovin the way i sit on 24's and blow
cruisin through the hood like im pushin the love boat
sittin behind tint, like one of them presidents
and its evident anything else is irrelavent, if it ain't....
[Chorus: Dave Hollister] - 2X
That's when I was wylin out
I couldn't care less about
Someone gettin hurt, I did my share of dirt
[Perion]
I went from ashy elbows, to loungin on Melrose
Stayin in the best suites for weeks
In (?) sheets, alone while you cryin at home
By the phone, hopin I'll call, everyday that I'm gone (alright)
Need connections, to make ends meet ma
In both directions, just to stay on my feet (huh)
Thinkin bout me when I got mouths to feed
A spouse and two seeds (yeah) they need me to eat (that's right)
Take out time to check myself
Thinkin it wasn't really me, silly me
No wonder you can't feel me, thinkin while I'm out I'm cheatin
Wylin out and freakin - blacks, whites and peurto ricans
While I'm hardly sleepin (me and the kids hardly eatin)
Seekin God for help 'cause we hardly speakin (that's right)
If it took God to bring me home (uh-huh) bring Jerome
to see that I was wrong, now David sing the song (uh-huh)
[Chorus] - 2X
[Hahz the Rippa]
Yo, aiyyo I sold drugs, sold coke, weed and dope (whattchu need?)
Sold shirts and socks, I even sold soap
Got too small for me, I sold my old coat (uh)
Walked in jewelry stores, and stole gold ropes (yes I did)
Look around, it's no cops, I wanna shoplift
but who gon' give me a lift to go shop? (watch out!)
Get my rhyme on, clothes I tried on
and I walked out with, like the ones I got on (yeah)
Commitin crimes, fiends; I was givin 'em dimes
Under 25 and was still livin with moms
I just love the dough, I gotta get plenty (yo)
Used to trick with strippers with counterfeit twenties (whassup)
The streets that kept me hungry and left me bummy
I sold candy for my school and kept the money (alright)
In stolen cars I'm gettin chased -- I had to chill 'cause
(Dave: I was bout to catch a case!)
[Chorus] - 2X
[Roy Jones Jr.]
I used to go to this chick house, and go to that chick house (come on)
Call another chick over, kick the other chick out
I wasn't carin about, how none of 'em felt
They wanted to hang around me, like one of my belts (alright)
But I kept it movin, city to city, kitty to kitty
Throughout the states I was fifty for fifty
Get it with force, she fine; she could get it of course (alright)
Niggaz are warned, she married; she could get a divorce
Stayed up the rest of the night, right after the fight
Went from room to room, I was boom boom boom (room to room)
Fulfill ya fantasies with Roy Jones Jr. (what)
Girlfriend or wife, ya better hold on to her (uh)
A man's gotta do what he's got to do
She's in my hotel room - why she not with you? (alright)
It's like three in the mornin, she just stoppin through
As she walks in, her trenchcoat was droppin too
Light-skinned, long hair, yeah I popped her too
Yo I'll send her to ya room soon as Hahz get through
That's how we got down, I done stopped now
My mayne Peri' got a brother on lock down (on lock down!)
[Juvenile]
Look, Look
You made me think to step in this square
We got some killers up in here
And he hating a player
Disregard what you saw outside
Pay attention to the waist
I don't think you want a dent in yo face
Say, I advise you to look dead then be cool
You came in here with some shit on yo mind
Well me too
I'm just trying to sip something
Me & Roy trying to flip something
We chilling, so quit bugging
I'm hard, like I been on Viagra all my life
I put the dick down on some ass every night
As far as I'm concerned everything here is copasetic
So put on tight til you hope that she sure come get it
Talk that shit now walk that walk
I'll beat a hoe in the mouth til she can't talk
I'll catch you at the light with the car in park
Show you I can finish anything I start
[Hook x4]
If you don't want it
I advise you don't start it
We can get retarded
Fuck around and get slaughtered
[2 x]
Get the fuck now
You better get the fuck now
[RJJ]
I'm in the cut, on a hunt for a hot piece
Niggaz all in my mouth
Like they got beef
Not me nigga
You don't want my troubles
Cause shit can turn dark quick
If I touch her
Now must you just get bucked for your peeps
Cause my niggaz don't look that tough
When they sleep and me I rather be with a dime on the grind
Instead of checking this nigga for disrespecting my mind
Cause I'm Mr. Jones a nigga with a fist of stones
Split yo dome and won't have to get the chrome
Fix your tone
Unless you bout getting on
A whole nother level
Cause I'm passed that shit you on
Get it, got it, good, gangsta
My niggaz out here, would spank ya
But I ain't want to go that route
You know the deal
Rather knocking niggaz off or knocking niggaz out for real
[Hook- Perion]
You can find me on 24's
Blowin on a pound of dro
Getting gone in the wind
Sitting behind tint
Getting bent
You can't see me
But you smell the smoke
Oh yeah
*Repeat
[Bun B]
Now what you know bout the H town
clutch city the throwdest
with them big body slab swangers on the grind
and you know this
got them buttons and bumper kits
them buckles and belts
with pop trunk, shiny grill
keeping it Trill with ourself
we break left and lack turn to the right
and bust his glock off - what
and if one time roll up
we ain't fittin turn this knock off
I'm a crank this surround up
and show him my thang
and if we need us another corner to slang
it ain't a thang
we got that 3rd Ward, that Yellowstone, 5th Ward and the Acres
dirty dub back to the Southside we fulla bar breakers
so anywhere you wanna take us
guarantee you can show him up
I'm a crank him like a seal on a PT and pour him up
Paul Wall the OG Ron C to slow him up
so if ya'll reppin some down ass hoods player than throw 'em up
keep the Trillness in front of me and them haters behind me
so Magic if you're lookin Bum B this how you gone find me...my nigga
-how-
[Hook]
[Magic]
I'm on the 10 goin' West and I'm heading straight to the H
From Louisiana got money to make
They got some bitches I didn't cut
Some clubs I didn't crash
Some bars I haven't run up the tab on a nigga ass
Neglecting my nuts I work too much
fuck gettin tipsy tryin to get fucked up
I need some rup to sip
So I can lean in my cut dogg
Eyes focused on pussy
Run some G on a damn broad
I'm with Bun and Mike Gizzle
Sippin and dippin til atleast 7 in the morn
My 24's I call them the hoe catchers
Catch the type of hoes that wouldn't usually sweat ya
Bet cha I do it bigger than ya'll
40 gals on call to entertain my dogs
just bring me some good and a big fat goo
so I can puff and blow smoke on a hater like you
[Hook]
[Mike Jones]
Makin money is all I know
24's is all I roll
killa dro that's all I blow
in the lime light I shine and glow
Mr Magic and Bun B wanna live lavish then come with me
As I flip the script in my Humvee
Grindin for my currency
281-330-8004 hit Mike Jones up on the low
'cause Mike Jones about to blow
I'm in a Lex
black on black ballin'
24's and up when I'm crawlin
grind daily to keep from fallin
Got hot now majors callin
I'm Mike Jones
Puttin down for Swisher house
Princess cuts all in my mouth
Representin that dirty South
Stay on the grind from 9 to 9
Hope and pray one day I'll shine
Body Head, Swisher House and Middle Fingers we on the
grind
I'm in a Benz on Lorenz 24's in the wind
My daily routine is pimpin pens
I'm Mike Jones
-who-
Mike Jones
-who-
Mike Jones
Swisher House and Body Head baby
[Hook]
[Bun B]
Listen partner
You're to wet behind the ears
And you're to dry on the nose
Know what I'm talking about
What you need to do is help yourself up in the slab
Catch a corner with a Trill player like myself
I'm a flip you through H Town
Know what I'm sayin
I'm a keep it real with you
I'm a pour ya skee taste, know what I'm sayin
I'm a twist you up a Swisher you know what I'm sayin
Go on and hit the North Side, South Side, South West
I got them Body Head boys with me baby
It don't get no Triller than this here
[Hook]
She wore her hip huggers for me so I could see her thong
Just made 21 she got it goin on
Slow it down ma
You a freak huh
Slow it down ma
You a freak huh
She gave me the phone number
Told me to come over
So we could put a stain on her mama's sofa
Slow it down ma
You a freak huh
Slow it down ma
You a freak huh
[Magic]
I done found my Nefertiti
Beautiful skin tone
Straight out the bottle
Like I dream of Jeanie
She wanted me to come and knock her pants off
And bring something slow that me and her could dance off
She can tell by this bulge in my jeans that I like her
Knowing that I'm a thug and I'm only tryin to yike her, pipe her
Lay it down deep
I hope you got a man 'cause it's betta when you creep yeah
She a freak I can tell by the way that she grinding on a nigga
That she ready for the meat
She done heard that I got a little something
I'm nice with my flow but in bed I'm a beast
She wants me to take my time with her
But I'm a dog so you know I gotta beat the pussy down for her
I got a whole click of cave men that'll cut your
friends up until the pussy just cave in
[Hook]
[Swells]
You know what it is
Once S dub gets you to the crib
Lay you down try to pound out your ribs
You're so loud
All the sounds woke the kids
Try to cover her mouth
But she couldn't hold it in
I'm no joke when it comes to the stroke
But before we get to that
Put this here in your throat
You can swallow or spit
I won't be bothered a bit
Just do it quick an keep bobbin your head
S Dub the nastiest
Turn a good girl into one of the trashiest
I'm a fly nigga one of the flashiest
Fly chicks I slide with I'm always smashin em
No Lifestyles give me a Magnum
White chicks call me OJ the way I be stabin em
I never call them back that's why their mad at him
I drive hoe's crazy gotta put 'em in padded rooms
[Hook]
[RJJ]
Wow I gotta appetite
From listening to my own song
I want a cutie with a bootie and some hips with a thong on
Something I can put the long on
Make my lips disappear off in hear ear so we can go on home
Well if she wanna hit the bar first
If she right we can probably make it happen in the car first
Know how I feel about them short skirts
Easy access so I'm a take it easy like I'm off work
Let her show the champ a good time
I really want a beauty queen that's a freak with a good mind
No hoe's bard I want the whole nine
I can stick her anywhere 'cause this motherfucker's so fine
But I'm a beat her with the meat first
I got a hell of a reputation as a champ but I'm a freak first
-oh you a freak huh- you damn right
I'm a trying to leave another stain on your mama's couch every night
Everybody
Get on your feet
Right now for Roy Jones Jr.
The best pound for pound fighter in the world
Whoever don't agree
You know what, I guess
Ya'll Must've Forgot
When they stole my gold medals in Seoul, Korea
That's lookin back at my whole career
Cause, Ya'll Must've Forgot
The best pound for pound is mine
Hit Percy Harris with 4 hooks at one time
Ya'll Must've Forgot
When I beat Bernard Hopkins and won the IBF
The right was hurt beat him with the left
Ya'll Must've Forgot
You remember the left hook that James Tony got?
Sucker move I stole from a game cock
Ya'll Must've Forgot
Will there ever be another Roy Jones?, probly not
Stopped Virgil Hill with a body shot
Ya'll Must've Forgot
I got disqualified in March of 97
After giving a whooping to Montell Griffin
Late hit, my title, they had to take it
(Why) I guess that's the only way I could lose
5 months later, rematch, I needs my crown
1st round, 1 punch and he sat down
Don't get me mad cause I'm amped already
Took titles from fighters who was champs already
The heart and sould of boxing on HBO
What these other fighters take me for, A Joke?
Ya'll Must've Forgot
And they got the nerve to say I ain't fight nobody
I just make'em look like nobody
Ya'll Must've Forgot
And David Telesco he really asked for it
So I beat him with a fractured wrist
Ya'll Must've Forgot
(Remember that)
In the ring I BOX, there is none higher
When I use these they call me SIRE
To burn my kingdome I must lose FIRE
And I wont stop boxing till' I retire
I'm Roy
Ya'll Must've Forgot (x2)
When I beat Reggie Johnson
And took his Light-Heavyweight title from him
Ya'll Must've Forgot
That I'm nice with these
Ya'll Must've Forgot
This is what I do
We could go on and on
Mike McCallum, Vinnie Pazienza
[Hook]
You know my kind
We on the block all the time
You know my type
We drunk, we high might start a fight
We grinding we chasing cheese
We hustle
We keeps that heat
We riding on 24's
Money first and mother fuck them hoes
[Magic]
Pass the puff
Let me get started
I'm a burn a hole in this motherfucker regardless
Turn me up
Let me get me
Who else but the M-A-G-I-C
Do you somethin dirty
Won't say it twice
I know you niggaz heard me
Betta get it right
Killa
You hard with your hand on the gat
I got mine too I'm ready to bust back
Full grown pit my nigga I bought that
Pull your hoe card to see where your nuts at
I got no patience for niggaz hatin
And bitchin ain't gonna make a nigga give you nathin
Ol pussy ass nigga soft as a q-tip
Say something I'll smack a motherfucker real quick
I'm a Body Head die hard
I'm tryin tat the motherfucker in the eye ball
Nigga
Hook 2x
[RJJ]
Nigga I am R-J-J-R
My pockets are full of paper
Everything you see here's mine
I'm a thug and I'm rich
you know my kind
always on a hunt lookin for a lil more dough
I can splurge with
money I can merge with
women I can flirt with
see if I can thug 'em
I got me a dime
All I wanna do is cut 'em
No convo
All I wanna do is cut 'em
Don't play with 'em never act like I love 'em
Only act like that nigga daddy raised
See I'm kinda cocky in my ways
But a nigga getting paid
And I'm probably in the back getting laid
With somebody's wife somebody's getting' played
I got my eyes on the prize
Mind on my money, got my money on my mind
Got my money on my mind nigga
[Hook] 2x
[B.G.]
Nigga know my type I be right on the block
I don't give a fuck if ya'll I got platinum records or not
I be thugin, keeping it real
Holdin it down
From the East to West Bank
Up to downtown
I'm a street nigga
And I keep that work
Keep that heat
Bitch nigga give me fifty feet
I've been bout uppin
Loadin, cocking and pullin
Poppin and pullin
I been representin Lousianna to the fullest
I've been ridin 20's
Getting money at 15
Dat there new to ya'll that shit throw back to me
I been ridin Benz's
Blingin and all that
If I'm not a Hot Boy then whataya call that
I'm a Vet
I ain't Labron James
Call me MJ
I'm a legend in the game
Respect my mind
Can't stop my shine
Real niggaz they know my kind
[Hook- Perion]
I wanna see you front back side to side
Just keep it movin
I want to see what you do to get loose now
Just keep it movin
Move it girl
I love the way you work it on in
Hey now work it out
Move it girl
Just keep it movin
[Fiend]
Body Head
Follow me
Mommy can wobble if she want it
stay ride it if she want it
That face and body she can model if she want it
She ghetto bound stare you down in a NY minute
A pair of Monolo Blanc's the only way you'll get up in it
shorty love fuckin with rappers
don't date many actors
don't care if you're married or bachelor
she make a Southern boy proud to his toes
quickly forgettin not lovin them hoes
she get money
like Lil Kim, Biggie and Lil Cease
sure to cheese
you'll see more than a tease
and ma can drop it like it's heated
drink and stay weeded
know niggaz dog for pussy so she make 'em all retrieve it
nails done and she weave it
slightly conceited
and love to meet a man who swears he don't eat it
you really want to see her back into it
you see her purse put a stack into it
[Hook]
[Petey Pablo]
I'm good for wiling out in the club throwing money around
Fo bad chicks that want to dance with their titties out
Doin tricks makin their bootie bounce
Tootin up little balls in their coochie
Then poot them out
Make her touch the ground
Hot damn she blood raw
That ain't the badest bitch up in here boy, I swear to God
Get it mama turn around
Look how she do her mouth
I got that lip gloss shining like some Armor All
There she go twirlin around on the pole
Slow down hoe, hoe
I gotta pay her for it
Come here honey
Come get this money you deserve it
Here's a 10, here's a 20, here's a fuck it take a 100
[Hook]
[Roy]
She got a load on her back
[Magic]
Girl what the hell you been eatin to get a ass like that
[Roy]
She got a shape so fine
[Magic]
Got me skippin the line
[Roy]
Cause I'm a get my turn
[Magic]
Let me touch it, let me flip it, let me crank it up
[Roy]
Put something hard in ya cup
[Magic]
Baby drink it up
[Roy]
Hush your mouth
[Magic]
Concentrate make it drop
[Roy]
Keep it right there baby hold what ya got
[Magic]
Come on keep it wiggilin baby
[Roy]
Let them girls keep hating cause you killing 'em baby
[Magic]
Fuck bein a lady get your money from these niggaz
blind, cripple or crazy
[Roy]
And you deserve what you get
[Magic]
Cause you smelling like a rose and them other hoes
smelling like shit
[Roy]
I'm a keep it real with you boo I like what you doin
so keep doin what you do
[Hook]
Can't be touched
Can't be stopped
Can't be moved
Can't be rocked
Can't be shook
We hot
When will you niggaz learn
Came to get crunk
Came to bring life
Came to get it started
Came to get it right
Turn down the music
Turn up my mics
When will you niggaz learn
[Magic]
I mean what I speak
I do as I say
I hustle, I grind
Don't get in my way
I'm pimping my hoes
I'm jacking my foes
I spit at the police and duck my P.O.'s
I ain't going to court
You can call a judge
Tell him kiss my ass
Cause I ain't gonna budge
And I ain't going back to lock up
You trying to glock pop up
I ain't going back to court
And I'm never gonna stop the puffing
Not for nothing
The block they need me
The streets they need me
The club scene nigga
Is mine believe me
You don't believe me
[Hook]
[Trouble]
Open your hearts for me
Look what I got for you
You in the presence of greatness
I'll make it hot for you
Pass the rock to me
Block and I'll run with it
Here for the game
And all the pussy that come with it
So full of focus
Insistent on keeping it going
The Franchise, I exist in a league of my own
Expect attention unfamiliar with being ignored
The truths back, Katies locking and closing the door
Brick wall in the road
I won't move
The King
I'm like Roy in the ring
I can't lose
Show the face of what compares to mine
You wanna war
Mother fucker I ain't hard to find
Now holla back, nigga
[Hook]
[Roy]
I move when my heart say move
Fierce like a lion
Got nothing to prove
Stubborn as a hot damn mule
God in my corner
Nigga can't lose
Trying to take me out my hot damn shoes
See how quick I jump up and give you bitches the blues
They gonna see you on the hot damn news
And that ain't even nothing
Linking me to the crime
Not a print, not a hot damn clue
Beating these niggaz down
Is what I came to do
And I ain't playing bout a hot damn rule
Shaking you niggaz down
If you ain't paying your dues
We passing up yo block and ohh
My screws are loose
Don't call my hands
Cause you gonna make me act a hot damn fool
Dead discussion, you will not win
Cause I will not lose
[Hook]
We gone take it to the Body
We gone take it to the Head
We bust a bitch head
We bust a bitch head
We gone take it to the Body
We gone take it to the Head
[Magic]
I done made a deal with the devil
So you don't wanna touch me
Pussy, you lucky that things don't get ugly
My daddy always told me catch a nigga from the blind
Knock his ass off
Express whats on my mind
Ain't nothing about me phony
My nigga I'll keep it real with ya
Jump stupid and Body Head gone deal with you
Both of your jaws swollen like the measles
The only man can save you is Jesus
I'll say a prayer for ya
For I despose of ya
I'll take your hoes from ya
I'll brake your nose for ya
I'm the sickest, I'm suicidal
So don't get me excited
The roof ain't on fire
But bet cha I'll get it lighted
[Hook]
[Choppa]
First of all most I ain't coming for no foolishness
You better question round and ask somebody who you're fooling with
You making an ass out of me like the same possibility
of you winning the power ball lottery
You gotta be outta your mind to even start
I'll Chop your dam pork with out a knife and a fork
You niggaz oughta wait, polish your skills up for another day
'cause I'm the biggest shark in this park and you just another bait
Choppa that name ringing in your brain
From the Body to the Head and we bringing niggaz pain
Street Ballas ballin in the streets behind the chain
So don't make us up them thangs and get to sprayin'
[Hook]
[RJJ]
If breads gettin broke then I'm breaking it with my peeps
Body Head bangers we're taking over the streets
You couldn't get us no tighter with pliers
Nothin but womanizers so bitches despise us
Pensacola I'm a rep it to death 'cause I'm a Florida boy
nothing more nothing less
You disrespect or test what I say
It's Body to the Head til shit go my way
I'm a gutta boy with a bunch of gutta ways
Gutta mentality but the gutta got me paid
You had your chance we about to pop
Big bread take lil bread like it or not...nigga
[Intro- Lil' Flip]
You know how we do it man
Ain't to many people ballin like us man
I go by the name Lil' Flip
I'm in here with my dog Roy Jones Jr, ya know
We makin this money man, that's what it's about
If You ain't makin' no money man I don't think ya'll
should be talking to us man
There's more money to make baby
Check me out
[Lil' Flip]
Look I came from nothing
I was broke as hell
I had three options sports, rap or jail
But now we're doin good, yup I'm still in the hood
I still ride candy paint
I still grip on the wood
Like Pimp an Bun B
I'm choppin on blades
I got a three story home
With two butlers and one maid
You know I gotta stay paid
'cause I love money
More karats than Bug's Bunny
You can't take nothin from me
'cause I'm strapped up
You'll get clapped up
Take that
While I'm doing 85 in a Maybach
So stay back 'cause we about our chips
It's Roy Jones and Lil' Flip
We rollin tight whips on 20 twin twins
So watch them Sprewell's when they spinny spin spin
'cause I'm a Trill ass nigga
I'm a top 10 sella
Pullin up in drop Benz yella
I'm rich fella
I make nothing but hits fella
I'm waking up to bacon, eggs and grits fella
And we love to spend 20 G's in the mall 'cause this is
the way we ball
[Hook- Perion]
If it don't shine it ain't me
Sit on less than 20 inch rims it ain't me
Pocket filled w/ less than a grand
It ain't me
No sir no mam
And I can't deny it 'cause that's what I am
So let me tell you what I am
I'm a balla
That's what I am
Baby A balla
One of a kind
I'm a balla
No sir no man
[RJJ]
Check it
I got a house that stretch across 300 acres
It's the same size as the Staple Center for the Lakers
I got a court so if Shaq wanna play
He can come to my crib and we can do it my way
I got a Harley that I been bought that I ain't even drove
I'm a take a road trip to the East coast and holla at Hov'
I'm a balla
Fuck with Balla's
My Peers are top notch
We toss girls up don't know how to cock block
Lil Jay my road dog
we push them whips hard
we got cake
fuck them cops
we brake laws
I brake jaws
Me and Flip we brake broads
We pimps, if you don't watch yourself we'll take yours
I got bread
Big bread
Know my hands hot
185 but bigger than sasquatch
I'm a B-A-L-L-E-R
In Florida acting out doing donuts in my Ferrari
[Hook]
[Outro]
Body Head Bangers Volume 1 nigga taking over the streets you heard me
[Hook]
Can't be touched
Can't be stopped
Can't be moved
Can't be rocked
Can't be shook
We hot
When will you niggaz learn
Came to get crunk
Came to bring life
Came to get it started
Came to get it right
Turn down the music
Turn up my mics
When will you niggaz learn
[Magic]
I mean what I speak
I do as I say
I hustle, I grind
Don't get in my way
I'm pimping my hoes
I'm jacking my foes
I spit at the police and duck my P.O.'s
I ain't going to court
You can call a judge
Tell him kiss my ass
Cause I ain't gonna budge
And I ain't going back to lock up
You trying to glock pop up
I ain't going back to court
And I'm never gonna stop the puffing
Not for nothing
The block they need me
The streets they need me
The club scene nigga
Is mine believe me
You don't believe me
[Hook]
[Trouble]
Open your hearts for me
Look what I got for you
You in the presence of greatness
I'll make it hot for you
Pass the rock to me
Block and I'll run with it
Here for the game
And all the pussy that come with it
So full of focus
Insistent on keeping it going
The Franchise, I exist in a league of my own
Expect attention unfamiliar with being ignored
The truths back, Katies locking and closing the door
Brick wall in the road
I won't move
The King
I'm like Roy in the ring
I can't lose
Show the face of what compares to mine
You wanna war
Mother fucker I ain't hard to find
Now holla back, nigga
[Hook]
[Roy]
I move when my heart say move
Fierce like a lion
Got nothing to prove
Stubborn as a hot damn mule
God in my corner
Nigga can't lose
Trying to take me out my hot damn shoes
See how quick I jump up and give you bitches the blues
They gonna see you on the hot damn news
And that ain't even nothing
Linking me to the crime
Not a print, not a hot damn clue
Beating these niggaz down
Is what I came to do
And I ain't playing bout a hot damn rule
Shaking you niggaz down
If you ain't paying your dues
We passing up yo block and ohh
My screws are loose
Don't call my hands
Cause you gonna make me act a hot damn fool
Dead discussion, you will not win
Cause I will not lose
