• Mind Ya Business • | by Webbie
Hey, I need another plate nigga, fuck
Yup,
Im a get seconds, then im a get thirds, then im a get fourths, then im a get fifths, im a keep on eating.
look
niggas posted on they block
nose way around the corner
sniffin nutz around here
man, you stay way around the corner
you been yapping like a hoe
that's what say around the corner
if you know it like i know
you better stay around the corner
I don't know shit about no murder
i was way in California
with bun b ridin dirty
smoking purple all that morning
i don't know shit about no robbery
throwing the wrong charges on me
i was chillin wit yo wife
while you was flightin, an she was lonely
all that pussy azz shit you niggas offering
i don't want it
I don't want to hit yo weed
and i don't wanna be yo homie
man, let me make my cheese
get the j's to match my jeans
go post back up in my jeans
and let 'em go for 2 for 3
you around here saying my name
and claiming i ain't a beast
regardless of my fame
bitch i'll aim it up at yo cheek
before i was rhyming on a beat
i was grindin on the street
pussy ass nigga worrying bout me
click, clak
Say lil daddy, listen mind ya business
you just like one of these lil bitches, mind ya business
being nosey, you your sickening, mind ya business
ole police ass nigga, mind ya business
REPEAT 1
Wassup wassup wassup
Turn it up
Webbie
Trill E-N-T. Young Savage
Just some gangsta shit for the gangstas to ride to
"Damn mane, what you don't fuck with a nigga no mo? "
Don't even come at me like that!
"Damn nigga, Webbie, where you been at? "
Out here gettin rich nigga. Fuck out my face.
I'm a fuckin hustler nigga, I ain't got time to be playin nigga, I'm tryin get it.
(I'm tryin to do somethin.)
Check me out, Look
Now I'mma tell you like a man, I don't owe ya'll shit
And I'm gonna say this shit again,
I don't owe ya'll shit.
But before a nigga had somethin, (shitt)
I ain't have nothin (my kids)
Yeah they still love me (friends)
I had a couple of em
Wasn't nobody fussin, tryin to see what was up
When my shoes was been dusty, with a hole in the front
And I'd get mad at Lil Slugger, he put a hole in the blunt
When my daddy lost the house, moved with grandma for a month
Then that month turned into a year
And I turned strait to them streets
Then my dog gave me that b
I turned the shit to that heat
Them school fights turned to that beef
And we was gon fall for that street
Then my nigga turned to that piece
I ain't seen him since I was 13
I get home and catch my knees
This rap shit was just a dream
Wasn't nobody mad at me tellin me about how I need to come see em
I ain't have a car, I just need some new rims
Just tell ole boy he just got a new Benz
My daddy used to tell me that I needed some new friends
I guess back then, it just didn't make since
Now come on
Keep it trill
You been knowin me since I was lil
And you ain't even take me serious mane that's why a nigga feel like (You a Trip!)
How you be trippin (You a Trip!)
I be trippin (You a Trip!)
How I be glistenin (You a Trip!)
It's a trip over postiton (You a Trip!)
It's a trip how you miss me (You a Trip!)
Now don't take it wrong and think I'm trippin cause I'm on
But um really you can go on and leave me the fuck alone (You a Trip!)
How you be trippin (You a Trip!)
I be trippin (You a Trip!)
How I be glistenin (You a Trip!)
It's a trip over postiton (You a Trip!)
It's a trip how you miss me (You a Trip!)
I had to tell lil nigga from the club
I'm still the same nigga from the mud
So watch how you be runnin up questionin me about stupid stuff
I'm well known from the boot and up
Don't come up to me with that bootin up
Mane how I been movin up
I really hate to have to go and shoot ya up
In just 2000 I was ridin a bus
Show up at school, get expelled, fuck it
I'm out here, If I go to jail, fuck it
Didn't this many people care for me
Now a nigga rich you is there for me
And I owe you this and I owe you that (What?)
You not nothin till you got somethin, everbody love ya
Pops told me that
Niggas ain't shit, life showed me that
They done stole from me
They done hold me back
You round here actin like hoes would act
Tell me how I'm supposed to act
I see yo ass, be yo ass
Comin up, I ain't barely see yo ass
Tryin to be me, be done beat yo ass
Hard head, make a nigga teach yo ass
Tell you the truth, I don't need yo ass
All I really need is my dog fans
And all my people that I feel fam
This big glock 40 and Trill Fam
Ya'll look mad, I'mma steal laugh
Them new Camaros go real fast
They don't come out till "09" already got mine
Man I'm fittin to act a dog now
Now come on
Keep it trill
You been knowin me since I was lil
And you ain't even take me serious mane that's why a nigga feel like (You a Trip!)
How you be trippin (You a Trip!)
I be trippin (You a Trip!)
How I be glistenin (You a Trip!)
It's a trip over postiton (You a Trip!)
It's a trip how you miss me (You a Trip!)
Now don't take it wrong and think I'm trippin cause I'm on
But um really you can go on and leave me the fuck alone (You a Trip!)
How you be trippin (You a Trip!)
I be trippin (You a Trip!)
How I be glistenin (You a Trip!)
It's a trip over postiton (You a Trip!)
It's a trip how you miss me (You a Trip!)
Look, Big Head the same nigga till he dead and gone
The same nigga that wasn't allowed in yo home
The same nigga that did that same dirt with that chrome
The same nigga that did them same jokestas all along
Why would I change now
Just because the camera's on
And yo girl got my dick in her camera phone
Mane let me do my thing
I'm in that zone
You hatin cause I'm makin and you dead wrong
Well if you ain't gon kill me,
Ain't no stoppin me
Watch, I get the whole board on Monopoly
Matter fact, fuck ya'll with a apostrophe
That is how you want it
So that is how it gotta be
I probably pop yo ass approximately with 6 slugs
While Turk and Mel buy the judge
You got a grudge but remember I don't give a fuck
Whenever you get mad enough,
Try yo luck!
Now come on
Keep it trill
You been knowin me since I was lil
And you ain't even take me serious mane that's why a nigga feel like (You a Trip!)
How you be trippin (You a Trip!)
I be trippin (You a Trip!)
How I be glistenin (You a Trip!)
It's a trip over postiton (You a Trip!)
It's a trip how you miss me (You a Trip!)
Now don't take it wrong and think I'm trippin cause I'm on
But um really you can go on and leave me the fuck alone (You a Trip!)
How you be trippin (You a Trip!)
I be trippin (You a Trip!)
How I be glistenin (You a Trip!)
It's a trip over postiton (You a Trip!)
[Intro]
whoa wuz up world this ya boy fresh and im fina give you some pimformation about the stiuation ya heard only holla at the bad bitches and im put
your number in my chicktionary ya heard and i'll and i got the next wit a bad ass cunt let me see if yall catch the voicesurprise yall
[verse 1]
yeah you think you all that dont cha caint nobody tell you shit you the shit everybody with a dick want you keep your hair and nails did up bet
you aint even got no kids oh you do you keep your kids up you go to school wat you going for to be a nuse lawyer a teacher do hair or what you aint even
got an old man hu oh you do do he spoil you give ya everything you ask for so ya point you a lady not a trap or slut not a freak you just like to back
your ass up ya mommy aint raised a dummy yous a fan but so the street fame and the money you could pass up keep on danceing im starting to understand ya
so you the type to make them hoes put they man up the fresh white tenne shoes or the sandles make a nigga lose maners gotdamn it.
[chorus:]
come here bitch come here bitch bitch come here bitch come here bitch (hollar at a pimp) come here bitch come here bitch bitch come here bitch
come here bitch bitch (ya nigga is a whimp) come here bitch come here bitch bitch come here bitch come here bitch bitch (i'll take you to the crib) come
here bitch come here bitch bitch come here bitch come here bitch bitch (were a trill nigga live)
[verse 2]
you say you got your shit strait you aint worried bout no man takein care of you you gone git yours any way thick girl pretty face big thighs
skinny waist dont really do the club you just hered that it was jiggalatin aint never been to jail couldnt take that cell dont smoke ? caint take that
smell smoke a lil color but a nigga couldn.t tell jiggle like a stripper but the cooche aint for sale your heart you never gave cause a nigga waasnt real
never felt played cause you can't play a playa instead of gettin hurt you rather chill so you chillin rather be alone then have him playin wit your
fealings im peepin how you actin ? like you aint wit it actin like you some kind of virgin i kinda digg it cause i aint one of them them clowns around
that be bullshittin neva slippin keep playin ima get it cause you sexy
[chorus]
[verse 3]
remind me of the movie playas club im tellin ya face like dimond shape like ebony ? one arched eybrows with a belly ring doing an old crazy ass
dance that i aint ever seen bet you took an hour tyring to squezze that ass up in them jeans is that your real hair or is you stunting come here let me
see ass out spittin butin open hold up better beeyes all low from all the smoke and i can bearly see ass break a hard dick in half girl marry me you like
this song hu young savage im the man to be im from louisiana but ????? i'l get some shit on camra you would never want your man to see me grippin your ass
cheaks pussy drippin water suckin boots and kikin screamin webbie fuck me harder your id on the dresser rite outside the camcorder and every body pisse in
the toilet im retarteded
[chorus]
[outro]
ay ay ay respect it pimpin picture me and yo bitch name on my licen plateon the front of my cutlus you heard me and yo hoe starin me and yo hoe
picture me and yo bitch at my crib on my posterpidict bed with the sleep number 16 matress stiff and im giving her big long hard country dick yeah respect that
(Oh) Girl give me that
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that there
Girl give me that pussy
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
You know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl I want it just as bad as you do
And look see I can tell from this lil vibe
You got me feeling that you dig me
Boo I'm digging you too
You wanna be one of the chosen few
Then gon jig up in this motherfucker
Maybe me and you can do it big up in this motherfucker
Sit you in a crib where you can chill
Don't have to move a muscle
Give you some be good now you be good
Daddy gon hustle
Come here let me Whisper in your ear
I gotta tell you something
Listening to this song kinda make a nigga want something
Did some daydreaming
Now I'm fiending like I'm on something
Girl don't hold it from me
Cause right now I'll be don strong on ya
I ain't the type to ruin your life
By running game and throwing your dreams
Get in your brain suit your game
Ease your pain and show you things
Sit you on some leather seats while blowing green
And switching lanes
Girl stop playing games let me beat it out the frame
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
She five foot seven a hundred and thirty nine pounds
Thirty six twenty four thirty eight pretty fine brown
Bad lil broad I ain't seen her in a minute
Since the All-Star game and I'm still tryin to hit it
Got a baby for this nigga that I used to sell things
He caught a fed case and he ain't leave her no change
She sold all his jewels she sold all his cars
Now she dancing in the shaker club stripping for the stars
Sliding down the pole slow drop it to a split
Pussy popping on a handstand man she the shit
She still looking tight though
Still built right though
Run my game right and after the club
She might go back to the telly with me
Shake her jelly with me
Let my people bust on her face and her belly with me
I got Lil Webbie with me and he ain't hating
We some players in this bitch so baby stop hesitating
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
Now I can tell from your size that that pussy is fire
So I'm here and willing to give you whatever it require
For you to lay down on your back and then open your thighs
Long sharp deep and wide have you rolling your eyes
You a big fine horse I had no choice but to try it
Look like it's worth a couple g's but ain't some shit I buy
Let me whisper in your ear again I ain't gon lie
I might share a lil meal just don't tell nobody
Look you know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl you want it just as bad as I do
But check this out
You gon be wishing that you been gave me your number
By the time I finish rumbling with you
Wop, Wop get loose, let's take this shit to the room
And you just keep yourself excited til we get to the room
Cuz I've been rocked up since I met you
I'm ready to give you the blues
Don't stunt now take off your shoes
Don't act confused you know what time it is
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
(feat. Bubba)
[Talking - Webbie]yeah nigga beatin here me coming and leaving nigg
Whaaat!, Young Savage-Trill E-N-T
Man I ain't stoppin till it's over
I got that bass in this bitch, don't it...Look
[Verse 1 - Webbie]
I ride down ya street you can hear me in ya den
shakin niggas walls when I put it past ten
G shit I ain't even gotta rap it
I like to play the songs with alot of slap in 'em
the amp turned up so it sound like this
my girl ask me why I like it loud like this
I got the five 9's across the back and I bet
you never seen a nigga with the pound like this
I ride by the club and everybody get loose
the hoes get to tootin, all the niggas get to bootin'
don't nobody try me, know I'm quick to get to shootin'
I'm known around town as that lil'nigga with the music
yeah I'm doin all good, and the cake not bad
I ain't lyin if I try it I can break my glass
the police pull me over, and they raid my cash
mayne they be wishin they could take my ass
[Chorus - Webbie]
I got six 12's (you can tell)-I got six 12's (you can tell)
I got six 12's (you can tell)-I got six 12's (you can tell)
I got six 12's (you can tell)-I got six 12's (you can tell)
I got six 12's (you can tell)-I got six 12's (you can tell)
[Verse 2 - Webbie]
Mayne I really be trumpin, mayne I really be beatin
you can hear when I'm comin, you can hear when I'm leavin
I got it hooked up the sickest, so ain't no sense in competitin
and yo'shit is the cheapest, you might blow out ya speakers
and we blowin and all, I got warrants and all
done looked down at the phone-I done missed a few calls
me and Boosie was thuggin, ballin out on them rims
he was tellin me somethin but I couldn't much hear 'em
'Cause the music was bumpin, I can barely much see it
'Cause we smokin on somethin that we just got from Korea
all the haters was watchin, guess they was checkin the paint
all the bitches was jockin, they look at us and faint
we done came to the top but niggas thought that we can't
mayne this lil'nigga trippin he done waste all the drank
on my brand new interior you know the leather and mink
but I'm way past freight so that ain't nothin to me
[Chorus - Webbie]
[Verse 3 - Mouse]
Now when I cut it up the H, you hear that boom, boom, bow, blam
I block around the club they be like ooohweee, godamn
everybody lookin tryna see who I am
cut that number nine on when I play that(?Tripbam?)
two supercharged amps with that air condition fan
the pipes sound good and the motor is a man
lil'mama wanna ride but I've sort of made plans
I gotta go get my cousin Dougie Fresh up out the can
then I'm goin' scoop Webbie, he goin to park the drop top
just got my '94 Caprice up out the chop shop
six pioneers mounted up in the block box
me and Chev fuckin give a fuck if a cop watch
old jams make them old folks wanna pop lock
check me if ya want get ya stupid ass glock popped
everywhere a nigga ride gotta be top knotch
Im hot nigga its my turn i wouldnt touch me cuz my hand
My burn,im cold u already know u can go by wat u heard
Depending on wat dey told you
Man i knew it would be a day some bitch azz nigga cross and let wateve f**k him up to come and
F**k wit a boss wat u think savage don loss it, now u don laid round and loss it and came
Across to da valter now dat shytt jus gonna cost ya time to kidnapp some children time to shoot
Up some houses girl its all about webbie 2007 im out chea and im too little to hit and im too
Big to forget and im too slippery to hold and im too out of control im a phantom you lac im a
Choppa you mac im too fast of da casket i wipe my azz wit a stack and it aint nobody fresher
Who gonna wipe me down cuz im on shouldve left dis bitch on da dresser cuz if dey catch me im
Gone my fro too fresh for da throne i shook da world like a drone in da heat of da moment i
Give da streets wat dey want dats why my cake lookin long a hata face lookin long apologize to
My people for havin em waitin so long
Im hot nigga its my turn i wouldnt touch me cuz my hand
My burn,im cold u already know u can go by wat u heard
Depending on wat dey told you
Man dis shytt gotta work for all my people in da dirt im gon be bigger den jigga if dey dont
Hit me up first man yall must got me confuse i take niggaz by two i break niggaz in two man
Yall fake niggaz is thru i hear ya album is poo im jus tellin da truth if it wasnt for heavy
Promotion iono wat u do now if i slap ya in ya face den bitch wat ya do prbobably nuttin be
Suprised den depend on ya crew im straight tellin ya dont mess wit me put yall whole crew in
Jeopardy niggaz sweat wen dey next to me cant let dis shytt get da best of me yall been waitin
On my single cuz im cold and im freezin i been countin big money lightin big blunts wit my
Finger im no longer a dreamer yea dat shytt all in da past focused on cash use to kick hoe
Niggas all in dey azz collaberate wit everybody time to get it from trash and if u think im
Talkin bout ya fuk it nigga i am
Im hot nigga its my turn i wouldnt touch me cuz my hand
My burn,im cold u already know u can go by wat u heard
Depending on wat dey told you
U jus aint understand me u so factory im candy boy im simple u bambi plain and simple im
Jammin and i wasnt made for dese cameras bitch i get paid for dese cameras if it wasnt for dat
U couldve have em but i gotta make some happen my money good like it look i keep it hood like
It look im in da hood u can look man baton rouge off da hook man wats a theif to a crook dont
Let dem pills get you wooped u gon let dat kill get you killed my savage life album killed bein
A gangsta im guilty i get my chain ova women im hot like fresh buiscuts they jus wanna lil
Tittys evisues or dickes 22s or 6s i mean dey both hot but wich one da sickest every city i
Visit dey be like dey gotta get well here it is first week im tryna do a half million but if i
Dont to me it dont really mean nuttin cuz until u seen da savage u aint really seen nuttin
Im hot nigga its my turn i wouldnt touch me cuz my hand
My burn,im cold u already know u can go by wat u heard
Say mel and t mayne
I'm a make a nigga feel on this
Top and bottom never walk in my neighborhood
(south baton rouge)
The candy lady out of business cause they take her goods
Play with me it's guaranteed, oooooohhh, I'm a lay ya down
Gotta watch my back across my tracks god know I know these clowns
God know I know
I feel like can't nobody f**k with me
God got my back so
Lil boosie keep his mind at ease
And god kno I kno
That somebody gon hate on me
But god kno I'm thug so
U kno lil boosie go and get skeet
Now god know my situation, he know what I be facin
He know I'm so impatient when it come to money makin
From school, to the blocks, from the tool, to the rocks
For the lil nigga with that glock ridin aroun d in somethin hot
Now it's bout time we hit our knees and tell god truth
Can't stop the way we livin just help us make it through
When I die take me through, up to heaven up with you
Gotta holla at my daddy and my nigga griles to
And god kno
And god know I'm thug life, u f**kin right
So if nigga play with me of the op I gotta get him right
And god got my back so, when I act wow
I'm comin home safely through the back do
The murder rate is sky high, nigga holla ride or die
These youngin sling that iron it ain't no mo takin pride
So put yo fist up in yo pockets and them bullets in the chamber
Cause niggas slingin iron like the lone ranger
Mayne it's murder murder kill kill on the corner where the marijuana followed by the bill
Some niggas cut by delja, some niggas cut by chill, some niggas eat them delpids and some
niggas eat them pills
Gotta get it how I live in the southside
I'm thuggin with my cow hide
I'm fresh when I come outside
You talk shit got hog tied
God know I know these niggas
Don't make me show these niggas
Pray for these niggas keep me away from these niggas
And I
God kno all the killas
He done walked with all them niggas
He done talked with all them niggas
Before they went sparked them trigger
He ain't tear ya up in church, but god pretty eyes done covered up some dirt
Plus he kept a thug alert
For these bitch ass niggas, these haters these rapists
These niggas in the swamp swear to god they alligators
Me an my niggas paper chasers (shit) we ain't stuntin
We do wat we gotta do, to get that money
And god kno my past
I'm itchin to kill, gimme a reason I will
I'll end up grippin a steal
And god kno my temper
My temper like a bubble
You bust it you in trouble
Only god kno, it's hard yo, I'll lay up in ya yard wow
I'll camouflage myself with my camouflage cargo
The street ain't promised to us niggas in that dirty south
Thas why I'm ridin with that nine I'm tryin make it out
And it's hard to live, I'm a community where ain't no f**kin unity
They always say I'm dead they try to ruin me
So boosie be on other shit
Like jew-el-r-is and poppin chris
And mac on u a model bitch
Had a hoe that swallow dick
Since 12 I saw alot of shit god kno I kno
Witness a man get straight sprayed right in front of the store
So I get a blunt and I roll it, hit the block actin a donkey
Killin my own people, servin my own uncles
And I
Our father who art in heaven
Hollow be thy name
Thou kingdom come
Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven
But we stay reppin
But we stay they got beasts up in my section
I was raised bysome thugs, got rich off the d
80 grams took my nigga, I'm missin ya petey
God kno I need to send my niggas some pictures this
And som change to keep nigga fresj kicks on his feet
And god kno he raised me
When donkey went jonsin
Bronson kept me wide open
And that's a fact
But I kno they gon hate tho
Cause I got blocks and raps and blocks of work so u can call me lego
It's consequences, jumpin fences
Cause the narcs tryin lynch us and they missin us by inches
The judge the one who sentence make a nigga out a menace
Commisary low so we take a nigga tennis
A black eye is just like a scratch where I was raised
Niggas handle they business if they ever felt played
The beasts is crooked, the preacher crooked
Saw my teacher at the strip club, damn, the teachers crooked
Now if don't nobody now
God kno
Nigga u a hood rat
God kno
A nigga try to bring you down
He right on side u
God kno
Nigga tryin steal yo girl u had fears
(Oh) Girl give me that
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that there
Girl give me that pussy
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
You know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl I want it just as bad as you do
And look see I can tell from this lil vibe
You got me feeling that you dig me
Boo I'm digging you too
You wanna be one of the chosen few
Then gon jig up in this motherfucker
Maybe me and you can do it big up in this motherfucker
Sit you in a crib where you can chill
Don't have to move a muscle
Give you some be good now you be good
Daddy gon hustle
Come here let me Whisper in your ear
I gotta tell you something
Listening to this song kinda make a nigga want something
Did some daydreaming
Now I'm fiending like I'm on something
Girl don't hold it from me
Cause right now I'll be don strong on ya
I ain't the type to ruin your life
By running game and throwing your dreams
Get in your brain suit your game
Ease your pain and show you things
Sit you on some leather seats while blowing green
And switching lanes
Girl stop playing games let me beat it out the frame
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
She five foot seven a hundred and thirty nine pounds
Thirty six twenty four thirty eight pretty fine brown
Bad lil broad I ain't seen her in a minute
Since the All-Star game and I'm still tryin to hit it
Got a baby for this nigga that I used to sell things
He caught a fed case and he ain't leave her no change
She sold all his jewels she sold all his cars
Now she dancing in the shaker club stripping for the stars
Sliding down the pole slow drop it to a split
Pussy popping on a handstand man she the shit
She still looking tight though
Still built right though
Run my game right and after the club
She might go back to the telly with me
Shake her jelly with me
Let my people bust on her face and her belly with me
I got Lil Webbie with me and he ain't hating
We some players in this bitch so baby stop hesitating
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
Now I can tell from your size that that pussy is fire
So I'm here and willing to give you whatever it require
For you to lay down on your back and then open your thighs
Long sharp deep and wide have you rolling your eyes
You a big fine horse I had no choice but to try it
Look like it's worth a couple g's but ain't some shit I buy
Let me whisper in your ear again I ain't gon lie
I might share a lil meal just don't tell nobody
Look you know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl you want it just as bad as I do
But check this out
You gon be wishing that you been gave me your number
By the time I finish rumbling with you
Wop, Wop get loose, let's take this shit to the room
And you just keep yourself excited til we get to the room
Cuz I've been rocked up since I met you
I'm ready to give you the blues
Don't stunt now take off your shoes
Don't act confused you know what time it is
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
(Blowin doe, doe)
Trill Entertainment, Young Savage
(blowin doe, doe), (blowin doe, doe)
(blowin doe, doe)
If it ain't purple we ain't even smokin it
(blowin doe, doe)
Blowin doe, doe with this 4-4
Got the hat back with the seats low
Blowin doe, doe with this 4-4
Got the hat back with the seats low
Blowin doe, doe with this 4-4
Got the hat back with the seats low
Blowin doe, doe with this 4-4
Got the hat back with the seats low
It ain't no joke up in here, got so much smoke up in here
That you'll prolly choke up in here, if you ain't on that dope up in here
Mayne I should slow up in here, cause I can't get roped up in here
Got this lil'hoe up in here and I ain't had insurance in years
But I'll turn the wheels, the music fuck up your ears
Snatch some mo twenty-sixes, give you mo shit to go whisper
I have 'em big, by the line-you clip 'em one at a time
You do this shit by the month, I switch 'em up by the blunt
So don't be stuntin, respect that chickens and boppas be on me
And Yeah I'm prolly in the projects with some lil'niggas that's wanted
In the whip with some tint, bad bitch with some sense
I get tired of ridin this, I hit the castle and switch
Yeah my lil'homie done came up on some extravagant shit
So I roll it up and took me an extravagant hit
Got to laughin and grinnin, mayne it must be pleasin
Started trippin and cheesin, I rolled another one, immediate-you know I'm
I be creepin slowly in the Monte Carlo
I ain't goin inside till tomorrow
I gotta get it, give a fuck if it's your car note
Black Jeep behind me that's my nigga Marlo
I pull up at the studio, I'm gettin blunted
With a stripper, Boosie call her Young Dummy
My girl hit me, Phat bring yo ass home
Not right now cause I'm gettin my thug on
Eyes low, Yeah I'm smokin off the pound
Hat back, seats low-me and my round
4-4 in my pack it's kind of heavy
Take it off, put it on my lap-I stay ready
This shit got me mayne I'm tired of smokin this
Hit my nigga B to get some different shit
Mothafucka and don't never think I'm scary
I put hollow tips through yo fuckin belly
They gon burn ya like a deli, I stay ready
Mayne I'm always in the ghetto, in the ghetto you can find me
Cadillac swangin-car killas right behind me
Rollin down the interstate doin bout ninety
The car so smoked out this shit about to blind me
Gotta crack the window and let loose the smog
While I'm bendin corners in my candy painted hog
This sweet is so impact, this mothafuckas like a log
I take another hit and then I pass it to my dogg
A doe, doe smokin gangsta, I stay twistin that green
A twenty eight gram a day habit, know what I mean
If I don't get medicine nigga on the cool
I'm bout to start trippin out-actin a mothafuckin fool
That's when Dr.Jekyll turn into Hyde on these boys
And pull out the hecklar and start to ride on these boys
Where I'm from we ain't lettin shit slide on these boys
[Verse 1]
The girl be cooking and cleaning and cleaning and cooking
She be constantly douching and cleaning her pussy
And when she step on the scene everybody be looking
And to get in them jeans everybody be wishing
But she only want players who far from rookie
And if you ain't got the cake
Can't play with the nookie
Her titties sitting pretty and she soft as a cushion
If you try to holla she might holla she tooken
And she walk like a bad bitch talk like a bad bitch
And go and get her hair fixed is a habit
Now bad bitch go and buy Finch more than average
And bad bitches get to take trips with the savage
Can never tell a bad bitch a freak she too classy
But shit I can tell from her lips that she nasty
Expensive ass pant-ses grip to them asses
She mean as a pitbull sweet like care-bear
[Chorus]
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
[Verse 2]
Now see I can impress a bad bitch the girl gon smile
Caress the bad bitch now the girl gon wild
I'll feed it and treat it like that's my child
Then freak it up and beat it up and that's my style
You get alot of head when your bread in piles
Cuz I'm on right now and I'm saying that loud
A trifling ass bitch make the big dog growl
A bad ass bitch make the big dog proud
Which one is the baddest
That's the one I'm having
The with no kids or just one baby daddy
And she ain't hard-headed
Can listen and respect it
And you ain't a bad bitch if you got bad credit
A thong and press-ons and know how to cook neckbones
I want the MVP with that throwback dress on
Don't like to get dirty and don't mind working
And she don't mind giving me some mouth and lip service
[Chorus]
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Now make yourself seen
Cuz you a bad bitch
Girl you a bad bitch
Yeah you a bad bitch
Now show your ass off
Cuz you a bad bitch
Girl you a bad bitch
Yeah you a bad bitch
[Verse 3]
Man I love them bad bitches with them sexy ass tattoos
Them bad bitches with them bad bitches attitudes
She a damn a fool got a crib she'll let me camp
Make sure her nigga stay filled with them foodstamps
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T do you know what that mean man
Own damn house flossed out big screen man
I bring the whole hundred shit what you gon do for me man
Look at her own income she a beast man
Bad bitches holla business first then streets man
She ain't crying over no nigga she ain't weak man
The kinda bitch that put a real nigga on his feet man
[Chorus - Repeat 2X]
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Come here fa sho
Trill Entertainment nigga
I'm Webbie nigga
My name ain't Weebie ya heard me
Get it right
Mouse on the track
2004 this my year right chea
I'm out this bitch
I need a bad bitch
That's a bad bitch
The lil soldier wit nothin clear to see wasn't nobody handin him shit
Ridin round town glamour and glistenin
Ya don't won't my position, I'm spittin facts
Couldn't relax, the whole time I had weight up on my back
Be black gon back, I got pistols on deck
They gave cuz seven flat, how many niggas gon rat
Check my tats, ya neva heard of dis ya suppose to man
It had to fair, now I meet da family and dem, it packed at Madison Square
I had career, I supposed to be right back there with dem
I owed it to him, I know it I show it
Don't wanna blow it or pour it
For da streets, give me a beat ima roll it
Show it wit dem leavin magic
But I knew I had it in savage
It got crucial I aint panic, when yall want it, I ran it
I remember when my granny said anything was to happen
From slangin, hustlin, to trappin
Laugin, prayin jackin
I'm blowin on granddaddy and all my kids happy its a miracle
It seem like I'm dreamin, ah somebody pinch me
Am I supposed be in da spot dat I'm in, is dis really real
All dese years, am I really here
Have I really live what they call a miracle
How u shoot clips, put it in the air
Mean mug dem niggas and have no fear
Play the game wit dem stripes, put it in his life
Ten on da mic, nigga do it da same night
Its a miracle, da way I bend dem corners on dem
Get up early on dem, get dis money on dem
A miracle, a lot I bought on, crib I paid on, thangs I got on
A miracle, fresh crush to diamond ice, place in one price, did it for one night
A miracle, I don't lived da high life
Shined in high lights, did it with gun fights
A miracle, nigga it was hell we came in
Money didn't come in, hell we went in
A miracle, no time lyin homie
Time for crime homie, time for dyin homie
Its truly a miracle, dat boy still a live
Cuz I was sellin bo in '95
Ridin wit my boys deallin dope gettin high
Crackers tryin to give me time, and we aint talkin 5
Niggaz talk fly so dat pistol by my side
My baby mama f**kin, all my homies on da sly
I see all through da corner of nigga eyes
So I keep my shades on, and my face up at da sky
Pistons get da power, snitchin is for cowards
I got plasmas in da shower, and my bitches snortin powder
I'm a g, my life a movie, I got rubber uzzi's in my jacuzzi
They think I'm biggie, I'm bumpin juicey wit several grouppies
I got beamers and business, bitch they all on duces
I got da pruduct, and when ya drop it, it neva loses
Da prey get prayed on, killers get prayed for
(Oh) Girl give me that
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that there
Girl give me that pussy
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
You know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl I want it just as bad as you do
And look see I can tell from this lil vibe
You got me feeling that you dig me
Boo I'm digging you too
You wanna be one of the chosen few
Then gon jig up in this motherfucker
Maybe me and you can do it big up in this motherfucker
Sit you in a crib where you can chill
Don't have to move a muscle
Give you some be good now you be good
Daddy gon hustle
Come here let me Whisper in your ear
I gotta tell you something
Listening to this song kinda make a nigga want something
Did some daydreaming
Now I'm fiending like I'm on something
Girl don't hold it from me
Cause right now I'll be don strong on ya
I ain't the type to ruin your life
By running game and throwing your dreams
Get in your brain suit your game
Ease your pain and show you things
Sit you on some leather seats while blowing green
And switching lanes
Girl stop playing games let me beat it out the frame
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
She five foot seven a hundred and thirty nine pounds
Thirty six twenty four thirty eight pretty fine brown
Bad lil broad I ain't seen her in a minute
Since the All-Star game and I'm still tryin to hit it
Got a baby for this nigga that I used to sell things
He caught a fed case and he ain't leave her no change
She sold all his jewels she sold all his cars
Now she dancing in the shaker club stripping for the stars
Sliding down the pole slow drop it to a split
Pussy popping on a handstand man she the shit
She still looking tight though
Still built right though
Run my game right and after the club
She might go back to the telly with me
Shake her jelly with me
Let my people bust on her face and her belly with me
I got Lil Webbie with me and he ain't hating
We some players in this bitch so baby stop hesitating
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
Now I can tell from your size that that pussy is fire
So I'm here and willing to give you whatever it require
For you to lay down on your back and then open your thighs
Long sharp deep and wide have you rolling your eyes
You a big fine horse I had no choice but to try it
Look like it's worth a couple g's but ain't some shit I buy
Let me whisper in your ear again I ain't gon lie
I might share a lil meal just don't tell nobody
Look you know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl you want it just as bad as I do
But check this out
You gon be wishing that you been gave me your number
By the time I finish rumbling with you
Wop, Wop get loose, let's take this shit to the room
And you just keep yourself excited til we get to the room
Cuz I've been rocked up since I met you
I'm ready to give you the blues
Don't stunt now take off your shoes
Don't act confused you know what time it is
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
[Webbie:]
Bootin in this bitch up on top of everybody like we flew up in this bitch way up in this bitch I don't care who up in this bitch we'll lose it in this bitch and it'll get stupid in this bitch.
[Boosie:]
I step off in the club looking for the enemy, my soldiers rite on side of me half of em kin to me I'm a woop this nigga head with dis fifth of hennesey
If I lose my life tonight I want ya'll to remember me.
So he show he wanna be gangsta I guess so and well if he is boosie bout to let you know look I'm badass and I hurt people I dress in black chlothes with calicos and I murk people and you want beef I was raised around hard heads if the ant josin then they all dead put that iron on em like yo paw said, BUCK BUCK BUCK BUCK yea that's the south side sprayer 4 times to yo mind if you a southside hater.
I smoke I drank I do my thang I ant suppose to stop shit cause I'm a grown ass man and I'll woop yo fucking head good cause last night he wasn't a hundred deep and he was talkin out his head good.
[Boosie:]
Let's tear it down in this motha fucka let's tear it down tear it down mane let's go on catch a round nigga, let's tear it down in this motha fucka let's tear it down tear it down mane let's go on catch a round nigga let's turn the lights on in this motha fucka, hit the lights, me and this nigga fisten to fight, let's turn the lights on in this motha fucka, hit the light, me and this nigga fisten to fight.
I'm the host tear it down all the niggas get out, I hit the club shit on my chest ready to get this shit out, I got bout 9 bans for this nigga drivin so wat you hollarin throwin bow swisher house this playa gone get to hookin these people gone get to squeezin and people gon get to leakin then people gon get to leavin they ant breathin now we even, I'm the dumbest of the season if you beefin bring dem creatures where you sleepin any reasson,
Now this a mother fucker d-no just got a L that's what got me punchin on shit now drag em out of hea I got a shoulder for yo shoulder nigga what and we don't give a fuck let tear this motha fucka up, I went from the youngest of the click now I'm the dumbest of this bitch now mo hoes on my dick and mo niggas stay talkin shit now, Big dawg youngin in charge tellin em this if you don't know now you know bitch yo ass nigga be the click
[Boosie:]
Let's tear it down in this motha fucka let's tear it down tear it down mane let's go on catch a round nigga, let's tear it down in this motha fucka let's tear it down tear it down mane let's go on catch a round nigga let's turn the lights on in this motha fucka, hit the lights, me and this nigga fisten to fight, let's turn the lights on in this motha fucka, hit the light, me and this nigga fisten to fight.
[Webbie:]
Hatin ass nigga what you wanna do, what you wanna do nigga what you wanna do I see ya lookin at a nigga but what you wanna do what you wanna do nigga what you wanna do, Drop top no roof real swift no proof trill fam young savage I'm the whole damn truth I don't feel like fakin I feel like fightin and I feel like bakin if that's where we gotta take it and I feel so me I feel so rude and I feel like these niggas better watch my shoes and I feel so messy I feel so webbie and I feel so ready so anybody can get it and everybody that's with em fuck em all I don't like em I know they ant even in it but still and all I wanna fight em you get to close and I'm strikin ant no rules in street fightin that razor with me I'm slicin or bitin like mike tyson.
[Boosie:]
[Verse 1:]
Niggas den lost focus calling all the excitement
Believing all these character imitate my life and shit
Sleeping like a baby quite like I be liking it smoking
On that fire chillin ready to strike again chrome on the
Tire you damn right it is boom right by it leave a nigga
With night mares the barrel spit fire knock you out yo
Nike air send you to duck smashing see you when I get
In there make yo boy chill be happy to send your friend
There I can call the shots I'm telling ya'll niggas out of
Here creep will make your bedrock pop in yo dreadlocks
It's gone take a lot of creatures to stop a headshot
You look back niggas in all black you scared now
Put you on tv channel 9 the head line put me on cd clowning
That's what it is fuck it rob you out yo cheese drown you
Take your kids from you wild lil motherfucker 5 to a motherfucker
Ion know bout you but I know I'll make motherfucker sleep
[Chorus: x8]
Sleep go to sleep
[Verse 2:]
Now look at this everybody talking goom talk
Like they ain't never seen somebody knock the broom off
Run up in a motherfucking house and get ruthless ain't no waking
Up a alarm clock be useless round hee toghting guns like you really
Gone use em' man you got that shit just to booth with if you can't
Survive were I mob then you through with really I'm suprised that those
Niggas ain't killed you yet you know how I get down straighten up my
Eyes before I sit down stacks up ready to lay the hit down man if you
Love her better tell her ass to sit down we feel like she a threat
Then we gone have to lay the bitch down can't no any nigga get down
I had to learn that early these niggas won't be dirty and I
Just want see 30 I know they wanna serve me ian worried I
Just smile at these motherfuckers cop my feet up and let
My money piled on these motherfuckers
[Chorus x8]
[Verse 3:]
Big blunts big shield big hoes shit yeah got
Everybody wondering how we finna play this year ian
Tripping on these bill big shit I'm det for real
Definitly totin something that will make a
Nigga disappear come here with all that
Hating I'm gone burn ya guns without no paper
They so hot those bitches burn ya, last nigga came
With all det playing nigga burn him gave his ass his
Issue you just itching for yo turn huh?
Whoa slow yo role
Checkin me by tha hoe mane
You gotta better chance to rob a niggas house on some cocaine
I heard that if you live about it gummy you go down about it
I know that, I'm going out with a big get on my side
Grab as they musta, I like the lot of armour
Creep loaded night time, if they get closer papa
Wild lil motherfucker, 5 to a motherfucker
I don't know bout you but I know I'll make a motherfucker sleep
[Chorus:]
Shit trill I'm a savage I be jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent
Bitch I'm a savage I be jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent
Bitch I'm a savage I be jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent
I got to get it so I'm jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent
[Verse 1:]
Boulevard what I rep but I been in O-town for a sec
Shout out to them niggas cause they show love like a bitch
And often PT can't forget Ken that's my cause
And nigga you know him the little savage sellin' drugs
Much love to Big Head you know I won't forget about you
Just chill on your josen's when you get out nigga I got you
Got a lot of lil' rounds but it some things that you must know
Man fuck the lil' Webbie don't trust lil' Webbie man he cut throat
He all about fetti man he he ain't' got no fuckin' feelings
He jacked my lil' brother so when I see him I'm a kill him
They screamin' I don't feel him man they just got some grudge in them
Talkin' all that shit but they ain't really got no thug in them
Webbie put a slug in them savage boy representer
Makin' mega cheese from December to December
[Chorus:]
Shit trill I'm a savage I be jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent
Bitch I'm a savage I be jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent
Bitch I'm a savage I be jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent
I got to get it so I'm jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent
I got the Glock the nigga it's time to clock nigga
You sixteen(16) still at the bus stop
I told Slugga this foolishness got to stop nigga
Got it together lil' Savage the fuckin' block nigga
I tried to reach a flat mill through the neighborhood
And all I met was them police and that ol' dirty judge
I'm still reachin' for it pushin Crack and Marijuana
'case I reach it somein' tellin' me it's right round the corner
Paid I want to be the grave I don't want to see
Before I die hope to clock atleast a hundred(100) G's
I'm thinkin' bigger things talkin' 'bout a hundred K's
With a pretty dime piece on the fuckin's beach
You want to shine better grind and not your struggle dawg
Man from a brick to a one(1) five(5) get ya' hustle on
[Chorus:]
Shit trill I'm a savage I be jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent
Bitch I'm a savage I be jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent
Bitch I'm a savage I be jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent
I got to get it so I'm jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent
Two(2) two(2) five(5) Savage run the state with guns
Tryin' to clock six(6) pushin' more weight then Pun
And it really don't matter nigga where you from
We got them bricks and bricks come on get you some
If you want beef we gone beef 'till we settle the shit
And when I creep I'm gone creep 'till I nail me a bitch
And I'm gone tell you like this here and this for all you lil boys
If you ain't savage you ain't shit that's from the bottom of my heart
I been runnin' the streets for seven(7) years out here bad
With my mind set on makin' a mill
And then I call my self a man 'cause I am a man
Just sixteen(16) but I done been through everything
My mama died that's when love stopped so now I'm pissed
I almost earned my first tear drop but I had missed
We 'bout to lock down off top you stupid bitch
You don't like it let the guns pop this savage shit ya heard me
[Chorus:]
Shit trill I'm a savage I be jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent
Bitch I'm a savage I be jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent
Bitch I'm a savage I be jackin' shit or sellin' shit
All about paper if it ain't paper it's irrelavent
I got to get it so I'm jackin' shit or sellin' shit
(Oh) Girl give me that
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that there
Girl give me that pussy
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
You know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl I want it just as bad as you do
And look see I can tell from this lil vibe
You got me feeling that you dig me
Boo I'm digging you too
You wanna be one of the chosen few
Then gon jig up in this motherfucker
Maybe me and you can do it big up in this motherfucker
Sit you in a crib where you can chill
Don't have to move a muscle
Give you some be good now you be good
Daddy gon hustle
Come here let me Whisper in your ear
I gotta tell you something
Listening to this song kinda make a nigga want something
Did some daydreaming
Now I'm fiending like I'm on something
Girl don't hold it from me
Cause right now I'll be don strong on ya
I ain't the type to ruin your life
By running game and throwing your dreams
Get in your brain suit your game
Ease your pain and show you things
Sit you on some leather seats while blowing green
And switching lanes
Girl stop playing games let me beat it out the frame
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
She five foot seven a hundred and thirty nine pounds
Thirty six twenty four thirty eight pretty fine brown
Bad lil broad I ain't seen her in a minute
Since the All-Star game and I'm still tryin to hit it
Got a baby for this nigga that I used to sell things
He caught a fed case and he ain't leave her no change
She sold all his jewels she sold all his cars
Now she dancing in the shaker club stripping for the stars
Sliding down the pole slow drop it to a split
Pussy popping on a handstand man she the shit
She still looking tight though
Still built right though
Run my game right and after the club
She might go back to the telly with me
Shake her jelly with me
Let my people bust on her face and her belly with me
I got Lil Webbie with me and he ain't hating
We some players in this bitch so baby stop hesitating
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
Now I can tell from your size that that pussy is fire
So I'm here and willing to give you whatever it require
For you to lay down on your back and then open your thighs
Long sharp deep and wide have you rolling your eyes
You a big fine horse I had no choice but to try it
Look like it's worth a couple g's but ain't some shit I buy
Let me whisper in your ear again I ain't gon lie
I might share a lil meal just don't tell nobody
Look you know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl you want it just as bad as I do
But check this out
You gon be wishing that you been gave me your number
By the time I finish rumbling with you
Wop, Wop get loose, let's take this shit to the room
And you just keep yourself excited til we get to the room
Cuz I've been rocked up since I met you
I'm ready to give you the blues
Don't stunt now take off your shoes
Don't act confused you know what time it is
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
[Chorus:]
In the club fucked up
I got my people with me
The hottest people in the city & I keep them with me
I'm solo, I'm cuttin' up, but now my people with me
I got my people with me, What! All my people with me [x2]
Fall off in the spot drunk as a fucking rhino
Everybody fresh, my people gon' get they shine on
Everybody buckin' ready to get up in sum shit
Everybody looking, I guess they heard we was in this bitch
They ain't no we was coming, fuck it we just had popped up
My earrings was blinging, these lights was driving my watch nuts
Haters I just mug'em, real niggas get dapped up, bitches I just hug'em
They wanna picture, we snappin' up
Nigga who is you? Look like a clown fo', you ain't with my people, then people get from round us
You know I like to be with the one who booted around us, Ain't gon' lie, I kinda got jealous
She let my round hit. That's one thang about my people, We never gon' fuss or throw 'bows
'Cause all I really got is my people ya'll already know, & I put my life up for my people
'Cause that's just how it goes, Nobody bet' not fuck with my people cause these my fuckin' folks!
[Chorus]
The gorilla be in me so when my people be with me All that gorilla come out me I get the screaming & shouting
Although my people in jail, see we ain't trippin' about it, cause they went in for real reasons
All my people retarded, some of my people be trippin' but they my people regardless, they watch my back
When am slipping that's why I keep them around me
These my people, you probably catch us hangin' & clowin'
Ya'll can't fuck with my people because ain't no people like ours
On that drank with my people, we drank that shit by the fifth, on that dank with my people,
Mane we've done smoke by the zip, Pussy niggas look here, ya'll want no dealings with us
We got real killers with us, My people trill as the fuck, We ain't affiliated with us don't come chillin' with us
That's how these lil niggas out here be disappearing & stuff suggest that you stay from out our circle dog
I'm serious cause, We blast out & beat all the security up
[Chorus]
We don't barely come out so you know when we do (We comin')
We gonna let the whole city know we coming thru, Gotta come in sumthin' new & that's just how it is
Fill up the V.I.P. with whips, My people riding big shit, These my people cause
They call the people thugs, Took ova the spot last week, shoulda seen how deep it was
Love how my people get it, "cause all my people give it, All the way out there for my nigga
These my people listen, They really seen my nigga mane, that's why I talk to him, I've done took lost for him
I knock you out for him, I got problems with choppas, I got friends with Mac 10s, 100 to seek them
My people since back then, My people hyped up, My people bought essence
Got trill niggas & if you didn't come with us get back then, in the club we packed in & ready to set it off
I'm in here with my people & they crazy am telling ya'll
Independent do you know what that mean
She got to her own house
She got her own car
Two jobs work hard you a bad broad
If you aint on sit down
Independent do you know what that mean
Baby Phat jus relaxed
Front your own flat screen
Fat Folks Cook or clean that a maka maka seen
When u callin her on her cellular she tell u she'nt need not a god damn thang
You a hot damn thang
If you think u finna get her wit a god damn chain
You a fool boy u beta get some god damn chains
He a fool up in the school
Even walked across the stage
And she say I love webbie
From his looks to his waves
The stilettos the J's depend on how the weather look
Flip flop slippers just to show off the pedicure
Flip flop niggaz jus depend on how the cheddar look
She'll but her own I don't think she'll neva look
In a man face standin waitin for him to take care of her
She'll rather go to work and pay the bills on schedule
She a dome dime diva
Gutta like Keisha
Work that meter
Cuz she a good freaka
Cuz she stay on her shit
She got her own shit
She don't neva trip cuz all she want is that dick
She bouncy flossy keep them hoes off me
Gutta lil slang man I love when she talkin
A independent chick do you know what that mean
She cook she clean neva smell like onion rings
22's on her whip
O she do it large (she do it large)
When she break a nigga off
Get a nigga spoiled
She a bad lil chick
A fly lil chick
Hit me on my phone she like to ride dick
Got her stunna shades on lookin like sumthin
Stayin young..hair long she a nice sumthin
Like to go to the mall er'day for an outfit
Hair did, nails did ,Independent what she call it
She got her own house
Drive her own whip
Range rover all white...like her toe tips
She got a pretty smile ..smell real good
Only time she need a man for that good drill
They by the bar to
They superstars to
They be like you aint got no money take yo broke tail home
In baby phat they on
They cloths match they phone
They be like YEAH!!! when they song come on
Leave the club kinda early
Cuz they gotta go to work
I mess wit supervisors who got credit like they perfect
So dusty feet please don't bother me
I got independent dimes on my mind...who spoil me
Gucci hat...Gucci fit so sick
That's a gift from my independent chick that serve
Hello, Young Savage
What you doin?, Trill E-N-T
(I'll be missin you, I'll be missin you), Webbie
I ain't been home in a few days (I miss you)
I know you do, I ain't gon'lie I miss you too
come kiss me through the phone, I'ma kiss you too
now I'ma hit you in a minute-gotta get this loot
girl we got us somethin special, I know it ain't nothin better
you can trust me cause I'm tellin ya I don't want nothin else
you get lonely you can just use the pictures up on the dresser
I ain't never think a woman could have me this lil'feelin
girls'll walk up on me flirtin, I be tellin e'm "Nah I'm chillin"
hug you till I go to sleep just to squeeze you like my lil'pillow
then I wake up Monday mornin'don't come back till Friday
in my whole 'nother whip, sittin on 6's with tinted windows
baby phat bags, all the purses with matchin'slippers
you done heard I f**ked this dumb bitch-now you mad trippin
tears in ya eyes, yellin you tired of my fast livin
I'm just happy for to see ya, godamn...I miss you
Since you went away, I been down and lonely
since you went away, I been thinkin of you
Ooooooh I'm missin you, Ooooooh I'm missin you
From rags to riches, if that xxxx was to hit me again
I'd have to bring you with me again
it done been alot of stuff I found myself in
and you stuck by a nigga like my left hand
it wasn't all this at first, till we just kept prayin
now I'm on-and you a bad xxx bitch, Yes maam
and oh yes maam as soon as I get home it's gon'be work time
and you know us we like to xxxx like it's the first time
you tell the first time for some reason
I knew that I was stayin'and I figured you wasn't leavin
I know that I don't need ya, but be feelin like I need ya
when it come to certain people, I act like I got a meetin'
but I just wanna please ya-trust me they just wanna be ya
whenever I ain't wit ya baby I can't wait to see ya
I gotta keep it G and say I love ya, cause I'm fuh real
I wash away all the tears, we been doin this xxxx for years
Since you went away, I been down and lonely
since you went away, I been thinkin of you
Ooooooh I'm missin you, Ooooooh I'm missin you
Ya everything I need, couldn't have asked for more
boy you know you were, waitin for
I know you wonder why I'm standin at the door
to let you know, I miss you
and you will see it in my eyes
you're the completion to my life
ain't even a question, you already know
[Verse 1:]
Young Money Big Money I'm a Big Dog
Old school original with the white walls
A gold grill that'll bling with the lights off
I keep it gutta platinum grill ain't my type dog
Don't get the Crissy oh don't think that I can't
Couple bottles won't hurt the bank but that Henney my drank
I got a Bitch that's like a Indian thing
I'm bout to dip a new 'Lac in Chamillion paint
Brand new nigga I done quit robbin
Snatched another bad bitch finna send that ho to college
Few minutes later they done labeled me the greatest
You haters can keep hating cause a nigga ain't stoppin
Ya'll mothafuckas know I'm the hottest gon head
Write a beef song to me if I'm not then
I'm hood rich still be in the hood bitch
But a cope a nice crib in the subs up in Houston
I quit jackin cause I'm rappin
If this rap don't happen I'm still straight
Cause I'm still distributin
[Chorus: x2]
It's a beautiful life
Henney with ice
Bitches for days
Spendin the night
Young Savage baby
Trill nigga living lavish baby
[Verse 2:]
It been good since a nigga got the cake up
Ride through the neighborhood with the bass up
I still ride good yack big gats with that Isaiah Thomas throwback fuck the Lakers
Still smoke still drink suppose to stop but I can't
I'm a do it real big fuck papers
Still do my thing tight as a bitch
So I don't never have to ask another nigga for shit
I switch from 1 bitch to 2 bitches to a few bitches
Every night new bitches
My gutta bitch I like her cause she keep it true with me
My bad bitch say she don't know wat she gon do with me
My last bitch was trippin so I had to move off
And I got killas from the Boot to Duval
Some Trill ass niggas to see behind this dude fall
Will catch a nigga block and knock some fuckin shoes off
The rims keep still when a nigga cruise off
Young Savage keep still
Bitch I'm Webbie big dog holla at me
(Oh) Girl give me that
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that there
Girl give me that pussy
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
You know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl I want it just as bad as you do
And look see I can tell from this lil vibe
You got me feeling that you dig me
Boo I'm digging you too
You wanna be one of the chosen few
Then gon jig up in this motherfucker
Maybe me and you can do it big up in this motherfucker
Sit you in a crib where you can chill
Don't have to move a muscle
Give you some be good now you be good
Daddy gon hustle
Come here let me Whisper in your ear
I gotta tell you something
Listening to this song kinda make a nigga want something
Did some daydreaming
Now I'm fiending like I'm on something
Girl don't hold it from me
Cause right now I'll be don strong on ya
I ain't the type to ruin your life
By running game and throwing your dreams
Get in your brain suit your game
Ease your pain and show you things
Sit you on some leather seats while blowing green
And switching lanes
Girl stop playing games let me beat it out the frame
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
She five foot seven a hundred and thirty nine pounds
Thirty six twenty four thirty eight pretty fine brown
Bad lil broad I ain't seen her in a minute
Since the All-Star game and I'm still tryin to hit it
Got a baby for this nigga that I used to sell things
He caught a fed case and he ain't leave her no change
She sold all his jewels she sold all his cars
Now she dancing in the shaker club stripping for the stars
Sliding down the pole slow drop it to a split
Pussy popping on a handstand man she the shit
She still looking tight though
Still built right though
Run my game right and after the club
She might go back to the telly with me
Shake her jelly with me
Let my people bust on her face and her belly with me
I got Lil Webbie with me and he ain't hating
We some players in this bitch so baby stop hesitating
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
Now I can tell from your size that that pussy is fire
So I'm here and willing to give you whatever it require
For you to lay down on your back and then open your thighs
Long sharp deep and wide have you rolling your eyes
You a big fine horse I had no choice but to try it
Look like it's worth a couple g's but ain't some shit I buy
Let me whisper in your ear again I ain't gon lie
I might share a lil meal just don't tell nobody
Look you know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl you want it just as bad as I do
But check this out
You gon be wishing that you been gave me your number
By the time I finish rumbling with you
Wop, Wop get loose, let's take this shit to the room
And you just keep yourself excited til we get to the room
Cuz I've been rocked up since I met you
I'm ready to give you the blues
Don't stunt now take off your shoes
Don't act confused you know what time it is
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl you're too sexy
come and sit with me in V.I.P.
With those curves and cocoa skin
now where have you been
The tattoo on your belly's kinda hot
them about a shorty in the spot
You came in with a man
but I'm making plaaans
to be next to you
been checking out the rest and they just wont do
pretty young thing in a lexus coupe
been praying everyday to blessed with you (blessed with you)
but I am next to you
all I think about is undressing you
playing all alone just to touch with you
can we get it on in my bedroom
would ya mind
would ya mind
if I got to know ya better baby
your my type
and I really really want you lady so
make up your mind
do you want him or do you want me
take your time
its alright, I dont mind
I see ya checking out my rings and the platinum watch
your trying to figure out what I'm not
the keys to my range around my neck
and a legit royalty check
if ya looking for someone who has nice things
someone to give ya all the love you need
look no further I'm that man
and I got a plaaan
I wanna take ya home
get ya all alone
turn the lights down low
to a private show
kiss ya from head to toe
take off all your clothes
throw em on the floor
make a video
baby come stay awhile
you cant deny
what ya feel inside
its in your eyes
make up your mind
stop wasting time
baby its alright
would ya mind
I wanna take ya home
get ya all alone
turn the lights down low
to a private show
kiss ya from head to toe
take off all your clothes
throw em on the floor
make a video
baby come stay awhile
you cant deny
what ya feel inside
its in your eyes
make up your mind
Got a text
She say what its look like
Webbie what you doin
Need you for to come and get my pussy right
She say she got her own house
She say she put her man out
She know I don't be playing
Want me for to come and wear dat ass out
I really wasn't doin nothin
Countin money smokin sum
Might as well whip it out
And ram it in somebody stomach
Had to remember who she was
Oh yea that sound fun to me
I'll put it on you bitch
But you gon have to come to me
FUCK WITH ME
Ion thank dem niggas should
FUCK WITH ME
Ion even thank dem niggas could
FUCK WITH ME
Ion even thank dem niggas would
FUCK WITH ME
Yeaa we got them pussy niggas shook
In the studio musty
Nigga I'm hustlin
Some of these niggas act like dey want you for to fuck em
Broke as ??
Ass down thuggin
Lookin for a hot rap nigga to put a slug in
No ain't none of these bitches threw me nothin
Webbie I'm messy
Thats just me fuck it
Trill young savage
Still young savage
For years now dey been wanting to kill young savage
I know yall pussy bitches wanna knock my fro off
Pissed off cause dont nobody know yall
Nigga I'll throw yall some money
Ole lil ass runts
Tryna save yo weed smokin lil ass blunts
Niggas like to talk loud
That's a big ass stunt
Been dunn shut some shit down
Without a big ass gun
Bitch big booty with a big ass tongue
She eat it all up everytime I cum nigga
FUCK WITH ME
Ion thank dem niggas should
FUCK WITH ME
Ion even thank dem niggas could
FUCK WITH ME
Ion even thank dem niggas would
FUCK WITH ME
Yeaa we got them pussy niggas shook
Don't nobody forget cause I meant dat shit
When I said I'm da realest nigga in this bitch
We up in this bitch
Gon be up in this bitch
A flash out and kill everybody in this bitch
Haha! yo boy ian got a hoe card
Bring yo whole sqaud cause I go hard
Picture me and yo braud
In yo car and you already know her
I grab her head and try to make her throw up
YOU KNOW WHAT
I been tryna laugh and be cool
But mayne I'm finna start slappin these dudes
They wanna act like hoes
So that's how I'ma treat em
Round here actin like a nigga need em
Fuck with me
FUCK WITH ME
Ion thank dem niggas should
FUCK WITH ME
Ion even thank dem niggas could
FUCK WITH ME
Ion even thank dem niggas would
FUCK WITH ME
Girl you're too sexy
come and sit with me in V.I.P.
With those curves and cocoa skin
now where have you been
The tattoo on your belly's kinda hot
them about a shorty in the spot
You came in with a man
but I'm making plaaans
to be next to you
been checking out the rest and they just wont do
pretty young thing in a lexus coupe
been praying everyday to blessed with you (blessed with you)
but I am next to you
all I think about is undressing you
playing all alone just to touch with you
can we get it on in my bedroom
would ya mind
would ya mind
if I got to know ya better baby
your my type
and I really really want you lady so
make up your mind
do you want him or do you want me
take your time
its alright, I dont mind
I see ya checking out my rings and the platinum watch
your trying to figure out what I'm not
the keys to my range around my neck
and a legit royalty check
if ya looking for someone who has nice things
someone to give ya all the love you need
look no further I'm that man
and I got a plaaan
I wanna take ya home
get ya all alone
turn the lights down low
to a private show
kiss ya from head to toe
take off all your clothes
throw em on the floor
make a video
baby come stay awhile
you cant deny
what ya feel inside
its in your eyes
make up your mind
stop wasting time
baby its alright
would ya mind
I wanna take ya home
get ya all alone
turn the lights down low
to a private show
kiss ya from head to toe
take off all your clothes
throw em on the floor
make a video
baby come stay awhile
you cant deny
what ya feel inside
its in your eyes
make up your mind
Girl you're too sexy
come and sit with me in V.I.P.
With those curves and cocoa skin
now where have you been
The tattoo on your belly's kinda hot
them about a shorty in the spot
You came in with a man
but I'm making plaaans
to be next to you
been checking out the rest and they just wont do
pretty young thing in a lexus coupe
been praying everyday to blessed with you (blessed with you)
but I am next to you
all I think about is undressing you
playing all alone just to touch with you
can we get it on in my bedroom
would ya mind
would ya mind
if I got to know ya better baby
your my type
and I really really want you lady so
make up your mind
do you want him or do you want me
take your time
its alright, I dont mind
I see ya checking out my rings and the platinum watch
your trying to figure out what I'm not
the keys to my range around my neck
and a legit royalty check
if ya looking for someone who has nice things
someone to give ya all the love you need
look no further I'm that man
and I got a plaaan
I wanna take ya home
get ya all alone
turn the lights down low
to a private show
kiss ya from head to toe
take off all your clothes
throw em on the floor
make a video
baby come stay awhile
you cant deny
what ya feel inside
its in your eyes
make up your mind
stop wasting time
baby its alright
would ya mind
I wanna take ya home
get ya all alone
turn the lights down low
to a private show
kiss ya from head to toe
take off all your clothes
throw em on the floor
make a video
baby come stay awhile
you cant deny
what ya feel inside
its in your eyes
make up your mind
Bounce dat ass girl shake them titties
I'm a need of the baddest motherfucker in the city
Got the weed, got the liquor, got the spot that we could kick it
Anytime you wanna visit, I ain't tripping, shit
She's so pretty and she's so fine,
One of the finest motherfuckers I seen a long time
And I'm hot, I'm hot, I'm hot right now
Gonna take you and make your pussy 5 right now
I can see it in your eyes, girl you like me high
You ain't never seen a kind of nigger like me huh
You seen what I got bitches like those...
Bitch drive a nigger crazy with your night clothes on
With your silk soft skin and your big bold eyes
Make me wanna grab up on it like it's mines
And you can tell him he can have a... at any time
And girl you the finest thing I've been and I ain't lying
Bounce dat ass girl shake them titties
I'm a need of the baddest motherfucker in the city
Got the weed, got the liquor, got the spot that we could kick it
Anytime you wanna visit, I ain't tripping, shit
Bounce dat ass girl shake them titties
I'm a need of the baddest motherfucker in the city
Got the weed, got the liquor, got the spot that we could kick it
Anytime you wanna visit, I ain't tripping, shit
Know you need a stallion, a big fine horse
Booty big I can see it in the dark
That pound game watch I make that monkey fart
I be like go ready set go start
Now put your hands on your knees, let me stab it till it bleeds
It ain't trickin if you got it, but you better...
I got money in my pocket I might throw it up and drop like that
God damn, lil mama gotta donk, now work it,... I be like,... to let you know
I'm coming
She biting she jocking she grabbin on my necklace. If you break you gotta suck my dick all the way to Texas...
Before I fuck her... and I bet I be fucking her from the...
Bounce dat ass girl shake them titties
I'm a need of the baddest motherfucker in the city
Got the weed, got the liquor, got the spot that we could kick it
Anytime you wanna visit, I ain't tripping, shit
Bounce dat ass girl shake them titties
I'm a need of the baddest motherfucker in the city
Got the weed, got the liquor, got the spot that we could kick it
Anytime you wanna visit, I ain't tripping, shit
Go and took that ass up, now come on throw that pussy back
You know I'm with that motherfucker everybody looking at
You know I'm in here stunting with my 50 niggers...
I'ma throw my money cause I know I'ma get it back
You gonna make me love you how you shake it...
You gonna make me take it from that nigger he gonna want you back
You gonna make me take it shopping, I'ma spend a lot of stacks
... out them... I know just how to get it
... hope you got insurance, I'ma assure I'ma break your back
... the baddest bitch nigger, I had to snatch her
I beat that ass up, go and ask her
Bounce dat ass girl shake them titties
I'm a need of the baddest motherfucker in the city
Got the weed, got the liquor, got the spot that we could kick it
Anytime you wanna visit, I ain't tripping, shit
Bounce dat ass girl shake them titties
I'm a need of the baddest motherfucker in the city
Got the weed, got the liquor, got the spot that we could kick it
Girl you're too sexy
come and sit with me in V.I.P.
With those curves and cocoa skin
now where have you been
The tattoo on your belly's kinda hot
them about a shorty in the spot
You came in with a man
but I'm making plaaans
to be next to you
been checking out the rest and they just wont do
pretty young thing in a lexus coupe
been praying everyday to blessed with you (blessed with you)
but I am next to you
all I think about is undressing you
playing all alone just to touch with you
can we get it on in my bedroom
would ya mind
would ya mind
if I got to know ya better baby
your my type
and I really really want you lady so
make up your mind
do you want him or do you want me
take your time
its alright, I dont mind
I see ya checking out my rings and the platinum watch
your trying to figure out what I'm not
the keys to my range around my neck
and a legit royalty check
if ya looking for someone who has nice things
someone to give ya all the love you need
look no further I'm that man
and I got a plaaan
I wanna take ya home
get ya all alone
turn the lights down low
to a private show
kiss ya from head to toe
take off all your clothes
throw em on the floor
make a video
baby come stay awhile
you cant deny
what ya feel inside
its in your eyes
make up your mind
stop wasting time
baby its alright
would ya mind
I wanna take ya home
get ya all alone
turn the lights down low
to a private show
kiss ya from head to toe
take off all your clothes
throw em on the floor
make a video
baby come stay awhile
you cant deny
what ya feel inside
its in your eyes
make up your mind
Girl you're too sexy
come and sit with me in V.I.P.
With those curves and cocoa skin
now where have you been
The tattoo on your belly's kinda hot
them about a shorty in the spot
You came in with a man
but I'm making plaaans
to be next to you
been checking out the rest and they just wont do
pretty young thing in a lexus coupe
been praying everyday to blessed with you (blessed with you)
but I am next to you
all I think about is undressing you
playing all alone just to touch with you
can we get it on in my bedroom
would ya mind
would ya mind
if I got to know ya better baby
your my type
and I really really want you lady so
make up your mind
do you want him or do you want me
take your time
its alright, I dont mind
I see ya checking out my rings and the platinum watch
your trying to figure out what I'm not
the keys to my range around my neck
and a legit royalty check
if ya looking for someone who has nice things
someone to give ya all the love you need
look no further I'm that man
and I got a plaaan
I wanna take ya home
get ya all alone
turn the lights down low
to a private show
kiss ya from head to toe
take off all your clothes
throw em on the floor
make a video
baby come stay awhile
you cant deny
what ya feel inside
its in your eyes
make up your mind
stop wasting time
baby its alright
would ya mind
I wanna take ya home
get ya all alone
turn the lights down low
to a private show
kiss ya from head to toe
take off all your clothes
throw em on the floor
make a video
baby come stay awhile
you cant deny
what ya feel inside
its in your eyes
make up your mind
Couldn't wait to get more shit from Trill E-N-T huh
Bad Azz and Young Savage keep it so street huh
but we been doin this for awhile but it ain't sleep time
gotta send these motherfuckers platinum two or three times
we fly in cloud nine,who'd ever figure we pop
and it be me in the ole drop and the rims don't stop
Yeah a nigga came up,sixty thousand on the watch
but they got niggas still stuck,and a nigga ain't forgot
alot of niggas gettin shot so keep yo pistol
I ain't twenty one yet I still keep this one
and if you got love for him watch yo nigga
you can let him slip,I'm tellin you this you gon'miss him
I love ole girl,but been a minute since I kissed her
but she keep it real so knowin her she ain't trippin
slowed up on drank,and I don't get too tipsy
cause bein off guard in B-R is too risky
ask me what I want up out of life,be specific
money,power,my niggas-Yeah that'll be teriffic
but it's really all a dream that's why I'm just livin'
Ya'll mind too little to even feel what I'm spittin
Ya'll haters'll kill to be sittin where I'm sittin
I'm just so real that's how I'm gettin it how I'm gettin it
you can say what you want,but money talks-stop whisperin
Trill,Young Savage ain't doin damage-ya'll silly
I'm 2 smooth-you can't do it like this
you ain't foolish like this,jewels like this
pool like this,I ain't full yet I ain't with the bullshit (on the real...check me out)
I'm 2 smooth-like how you walk like that
talk like that,all soft like that
I'm a straight Mack,Cutless or Maybach
hop in lay back,I'm a bring you straight back-I'm 2 smooth
Young Savage,big dog status
Judge Johnson let my big dog have it
can't sleep bad dreams,I ain't never had shit
so you can come and try me,I'm blastin
didn't smoke cigs,now I need another pack shit
bad nerves I think I get it from my Daddy
straight factory ain't even get the(?daverns?)
a hundred fifty gotta nigga neck flashin
nigga know me well every hood I pass in
V-12 under the hood I'm smashin
I done seen good,nigga I done seen bad shit
heart full of heart,full of Purp got me laughin
06 and 07's all Webbie's,I ain't laughin
Young Savage comin ready ever album
bounce up in the club no shirt,no hassle
lookin for a gutta bitch,I see her I'ma snatch her
I'm 2 smooth-you can't do it like this
you ain't foolish like this,jewels like this
pool like this,I ain't full yet I ain't with the bullshit (on the real...check me out)
I'm 2 smooth-like how you walk like that
talk like that,all soft like that
I'm a straight Mack,Cutless or Maybach
hop in lay back,I'm a bring you straight back-I'm 2 smooth
A nigga had a blast last night
man I was smokin big blunts,countin big money all last night
got alittle ass last night from somethin tight and right
the way she suck pipe,think she was mixed with white
D ain't wanna change hoes,so I switched with Mike
it ain't nothin to a nigga,ya lil'bitch,ya wife
all them stories niggas sayin better get shit right
I'm Young Savage,Trill fam in this bitch for life
that ain't right,hatin cause we ain't livin the same life
you fight ya ole lady,I fuck her the same night
my ring and that shit you be drivin the same price
nigga you ain't never seen real diamonds in real life
ya'll fake ass little rappers I'm watch ya shit
half of ya'll talkin about it and ain't really did it
I never say you little niggas name cause I'm really serious
(Oh) Girl give me that
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that there
Girl give me that pussy
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
You know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl I want it just as bad as you do
And look see I can tell from this lil vibe
You got me feeling that you dig me
Boo I'm digging you too
You wanna be one of the chosen few
Then gon jig up in this motherfucker
Maybe me and you can do it big up in this motherfucker
Sit you in a crib where you can chill
Don't have to move a muscle
Give you some be good now you be good
Daddy gon hustle
Come here let me Whisper in your ear
I gotta tell you something
Listening to this song kinda make a nigga want something
Did some daydreaming
Now I'm fiending like I'm on something
Girl don't hold it from me
Cause right now I'll be don strong on ya
I ain't the type to ruin your life
By running game and throwing your dreams
Get in your brain suit your game
Ease your pain and show you things
Sit you on some leather seats while blowing green
And switching lanes
Girl stop playing games let me beat it out the frame
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
She five foot seven a hundred and thirty nine pounds
Thirty six twenty four thirty eight pretty fine brown
Bad lil broad I ain't seen her in a minute
Since the All-Star game and I'm still tryin to hit it
Got a baby for this nigga that I used to sell things
He caught a fed case and he ain't leave her no change
She sold all his jewels she sold all his cars
Now she dancing in the shaker club stripping for the stars
Sliding down the pole slow drop it to a split
Pussy popping on a handstand man she the shit
She still looking tight though
Still built right though
Run my game right and after the club
She might go back to the telly with me
Shake her jelly with me
Let my people bust on her face and her belly with me
I got Lil Webbie with me and he ain't hating
We some players in this bitch so baby stop hesitating
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
Now I can tell from your size that that pussy is fire
So I'm here and willing to give you whatever it require
For you to lay down on your back and then open your thighs
Long sharp deep and wide have you rolling your eyes
You a big fine horse I had no choice but to try it
Look like it's worth a couple g's but ain't some shit I buy
Let me whisper in your ear again I ain't gon lie
I might share a lil meal just don't tell nobody
Look you know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl you want it just as bad as I do
But check this out
You gon be wishing that you been gave me your number
By the time I finish rumbling with you
Wop, Wop get loose, let's take this shit to the room
And you just keep yourself excited til we get to the room
Cuz I've been rocked up since I met you
I'm ready to give you the blues
Don't stunt now take off your shoes
Don't act confused you know what time it is
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
[Intro:]
What's happenin, what's happenin...
Niqqas with all dat whisperinq and shyt niqqa what's happenin niqqa
Webbie, approach me like a man niqqa (trill ENT yunq savage)
What's happenin
[Hook:]
gone head boy, you know you scared boy, that savage life
You ain't ready for that boy, fuck dat niqqa, keep muqqinq dat niqqa
He acting badd like micheal jackson, qo head niqqa
[Chorus:]
What's happenin, what's happenin... what's happenin, what's happenin
What's happenin, what's happenin... what's happenin, what's happenin
What's happenin, what's happenin... what's happenin, what's happenin
What's happenin, what's happenin... what's happenin, what's happenin
[Verse 1: Webbie]
Do we have a problem niqqa, what's happenin round ?
We can do this shit rite now you know how I get down
Mane suck my dick! cause I fucked your bitch ?
Fuck you, fuck ya momma, fuck ya whole click !!!
Stay up with the crew and talk stoopid til y'all get sleepy
Hollering bout y'all gne blue me and do me up when y'all see me
You bout it bout it come see me I want a niqqa to sneak me
Let you come with dat bullshit I bet you gne make the t.v.
Leave you up in the parking lot fuck it niqqa you gone see me
I will not be hard to find just look for the lamborqhini
I ain't u gotta scream it . im sure you already know that
From boosie back to lil phat we gne stomp you out like a doormat
(?) the gun in the club [?] that bitch loaded...
My rap career is up and rolling I hope y'all don't make me blow that
Got 24 niqqas with me and all of them niqqas bogus
And all of them bout dat murder we all done did it before
All all of us got bond money so all us ready to go
We might lay around and get life but fuck it that's how it go
Now this is how I be living this ain't no shit that I just wrote
And I ain't with all that whispering so I asking these niqqas maaane
[Chorus:]
What's happenin, what's happenin... what's happenin, what's happenin
What's happenin, what's happenin... what's happenin, what's happenin
(Ol' bitch ass niqqa, pussy ass niqqa, fake ass iqqa, clown ass niqqa)
What's happenin, what's happenin... what's happenin, what's happenin
What's happenin, what's happenin... what's happenin, what's happenin
(Ol' bitch ass niqqa, pussy ass niqqa, fake ass niqqa, clown ass niqqa)
[Verse 2: Lil Phat]
Stick in the booty rooty footy ass niqqa, fake ass cartoon movie ass niqqa
Get yo mind right, what the fuck you niqqas worried bout the youngin
Ch ch bow, now you heard about the youginq
My niqqas equiped with tools & shyt really quick to shoot a bytch
Bucking through the crowd, [?] boys bitch that's who I'm with
I dot fuck around with the fuck I don't believe that
If you ain't with the youngin [?] where you been at
Easy play pussy you know what I'm talkin bout
Pull up to the house and make you bitches walk it out
You think it's football so I'm a catch a pic off
And stick it in ya mouth
You niqqas throw back mane you niqqas ain't no murderers
Aye pull up to the [?] and leave ya shit on the curb
[Chorus:]
What's happenin, what's happenin... what's happenin, what's happenin
What's happenin, what's happenin... what's happenin, what's happenin
(Ol' bitch ass niqqa, pussy ass niqqa, fake ass iqqa, clown ass niqqa)
What's happenin, what's happenin... what's happenin, what's happenin
What's happenin, what's happenin... what's happenin, what's happenin
(Ol' bitch ass niqqa, pussy ass niqqa, fake ass niqqa, clown ass niqqa)
[Verse 3 - Webbie]
Be yourself, or be that niqqa on the news
That got knocked up out his shoes by them dudes
I refuse to let a niqqa play cruise to where that niqqa stay
Politely walk up on hi and whip that tool up in a niqqa face
What's with all da amnosity because a niqqa straight
Smoke a fake niqqa like a steak smokinq [?]
I ain't the one to mess with I'll leave a niqqa stressin
Find ya wife dead on da floor up in the kitchen
Wonderin where ya kids at I gott'em all with me
Mail you a finger to show you I mean business
I ain't got my vest on y'all can come on and get me
I got my tech on and I'm taking somebody with me
[?] sittin visitin I can leave y'all my misery
Some niqqas say I'm dirty they claiin dey gne fix me
Better wake up early in the ornin if you plan on catchinq me
I'm a tell you lil niqqas early... rest in peace
[Chorus:]
What's happenin, what's happenin... what's happenin, what's happenin
What's happenin, what's happenin... what's happenin, what's happenin
(Ol' bitch ass niqqa, pussy ass niqqa, fake ass iqqa, clown ass niqqa)
What's happenin, what's happenin... what's happenin, what's happenin
What's happenin, what's happenin... what's happenin, what's happenin
[Intro: Webbie talking]
Boo... I mean you my baby man.
All that other shit, that shit ain't fucking real.
Look, I love ya. I don't even be remembering these bitches names today.
Sometimes I don't even know they name before it even happen.
Know what I'm saying?
[Verse 1:]
When you be gone I'm wonderin where you at, what U doen and who U with. Lookin at da phone wonderin what's takin so long for you to get back. Kiss U where I miss U at. Know where I'm finna take it at, say U not in da mood... So it's cool watch I'm a get U wet. U my Night, Day all dat. U my what ya call, when ya wanna take ya time settle down and share it all. U can have half of all this, U my baby gal. Da way I feel if U ever disappear, I swear my heart'll just stop! Even if I never ever make it to the top, be here to make me feel good... U give me a natural high. Done quit messin around, told all dem other girls byeeeee. If I wasn't paper chasin probably wouldn't even much leave ya side. Bonnie, Clyde... Everybody eyes on us look and listen to me, everything gon be fine. Ya brighten up my days when the sun don't shine. I tell ya all da time.
[Chorus: Bobby V.]
She got dat pretty brown round, drivin me wild. Can't let ya go girl, so if ya wanna holla, holla back! Cause baby I want you, baby I need U. So if U wanna holla, holla back! Cause shawty know she lookin like whooaaaa. Shawty know she stuntin like whooaaaa and shawty know she lookin right. Shawty know she stuntin like whooaaaa!
[Verse 2:]
Just like I told ya... After all of this over when da smoke clear from da dosha, still gon have U a shoulder fo to lean on. No roses, I don't need dat to show ya, I know ya feel it when I hold ya, dat I love yo ass more den anything! Den I'm sayen we done been threw da pain and all da rain, done dried up! Cleared all of my lies up. Feel like I done growed up and opened my eyes up. Focusin more on us. Let's face it we in love! And ya make me so mad til I hate ya so bad. But, I love ya so much and the break ups just never last. Sometimes this shit get too boring, know U tired of hearin I'm sorry, but I am. I took yo hand and walked and bought U with me, gotdam! Sometimes U be trippen, be forgettin what we have and when it come to fuck ups, baby U done had yo share. Yaaa, and U be forgettin dat and da reason why U sittin where U sittin at.
[Chorus: Bobby V.]
[Verse 3:]
U know, I just been thinkin dat when I get through hustlin, we gon move away, it's just gon be me and you okay, I promise. Right now I ain't got time, I'm on da grind. It don't sound right, U like my wife but all my life boo I just wanna be a timer. In just a few more months and a few moe blunts I can retire. Look at me, to keep U happy I do all dat it require and tell yo bullshit friends, stay out our business fucken liars! Yo birthday cumin up, I got yo present, hope U like it. If U got a real ass bitch, dat U in love with holla right chea! Hoes, I can't love ya, but I'll probably first night ya! Savage, Sweet Jones Jones ya back at it. If I'm with my main squeeze get back at me. I treat ya like my momma, but U kno U my baby, don't U ever forget it, I know I ain't told ya lately, but...
[Talking: Webbie]
Made Nigga Webbie Trill T Young Savage Believe Dat I'm A Muthafucking Made Nigga These Niggas Think about me when they rap I'm A Muthafucking made nigga rest in peace pimp c Made Nigga Look
Made Nigga Made Nigga So whatch how you approach me I ain't gone play witcha Look At Me And Can Tell I was Made Before The Wealth Came Got So Much Money I Can't Spend This Shit Myself Mayne Looking Like A Rich Nigga Gliden On You Bitch Niggas That's One Thang About Me I Ain't Never Been A Bitch Nigga Money In The Wall Just In Case I Fall I Know I Can't Take This Shit With Me Still I Want It All Dog I'm Serious Made Nigga Period Just Had A Little Daughter Just Had Too Name Her Miracle Every Day Is Hard Just Can't Let That Shit Get Too Ya Be Smart By Yo decision An Whatch Tha niggas Whoo Youu Kick it With Police Whatch Are House They Just Sit Out There An Take Pictures Wishing They Could Take Me Down I Brought All My Niggas In I'm a Keep On Bitch If You Don't Like It Fuck It You Can't Tell Me Shit
[Chorus: x2]
Cause I'm a Muthafucking made nigga How you love dat clown go check my background go check my back ground Made Nigga Guess who's back roun Yea I'm back roun Never Back down
Give A Fuck what a muthafucka think cause all my neighbors got millions in the bank nigga God don't call me yet I ain't ready to come got to much money out che I gotta get me some a million dollar ride I had to get me one I'm just living my life like rihanna an nem you can tell from the smell dat gunja what I'm blowin If It's Heaven or hell I wonder were I'm going mayne it's a cold world mayne it feel like it's snowing you fuck with boy you gone need some people boy Ion Just talk shit so listening here nigga Listen here clear when I tell you I'm built nigga rober full of shit nigga they lien to tha feds look me in teh eyes like a man when you see me Couple niggas left I'm just praying they don't leave me in dat water no matter what I'm still be a made nigga
[Chorus: x2]
Cause I'm a Muthafucking made nigga How you love dat clown go check my background go check my back ground Made Nigga Guess who's back roun Yea I'm back roun Never Back down
I Don't Know what to do I fell untouchable my mind keep telling me can't nobody fuck with you usually it's something different not just another star I had some time to waste went bout another car street life savage life I'm living it cause I really did it from the way I deliver it quick to back my word up these pussy niggas scared of me when you made whatch cause niggas kill you outta jealousy you ain't made whatch niggas kill you off some regular shit money make life better I'm tellin ya I enjoy myself I done spoiled myself look at the bottom I can't see myself going back there ion thank I'm too much just thank I hustled enough too walk around with my head up and don't give a fuck but you can take this money from me all the cars all the trucks and the ice nigga no matter what I'm a Be A Fucking Made Nigga
[Chorus: x2]
Made nigga How you love dat clown go check my background go check my back ground Made Nigga Guess who's back roun Yea I'm back roun Never Back down
Wasup
My lil soldier,yo lil soldier, his lil soldier
Dey lil soldier u gon be just like me boy
Woke up crying im pissed again bad azz hollerin its milk again fixed you a bottle put it in
Your hand u down that bitch like a fifth of hen we wild alike we smile alike dey be like boy
You and your child alike couldnt even walk tryna take the mic soon as you got to walking went
Straight to fightin i take you to yo people cause they love to see ya dey always check yo
Pockets right before you leave and i be like goddamn he only 3 boy u a straight g and u got it
From me i drop the top and turn up the beat and u bob ya head and i hit the weed like father
Like son we hit the streets lil nigga u gon be jus like me hell yea im a good dad but i dont
Know if its good or bad so many niggas dont like my ass i wouldnt be suprised if lightin strike
My ass boy u act like my ass dont know of these hoes excite my ass put sa money to da front and
Da hoes to da back and da niggas to da side and keep it like that
I be like oh yea (you gon be just like me)
Sometimes i get scared (you gon be just like me)
You gonend up dead (you gon be just like me)
Lil nigga fuck dat (you gon be just like me)
Dey gon bust yo head (you gon be just like me)
Naw you gon bust theirs (you gon be just like me)
U gon stack dat bread (you gon be just like me)
U know how u gotta play it (you gon be just like me)
To have it in yo blood i know how dat felt u jus like me so i dont need no dap on top boy u
Alwayz gotta see yoself f**k dem niggas u dont need no help but being like me u gon need dat
Der keep cuz i care boy keep cuz i swear to god killaz out der everywere so here jus keep it on
Ya belt cuz i love you to death jus cuz dey der dey not friends u aint got ends you aint got
Friends keep u a rubber for ya hot friends and alwayz put it on before u pop it in keep it real
Dats da main thang some fools change dats da strange thang i cant explain some niggas fake all
I can say is jus stay safe chill son im forreal son i promise u only gon live once put ya on
Game while ya still young got old folks out chea still dumb tryna get rich u dont have to see
All da dum shytt dat i had to see still be prepared in case u have to see cuz it aint no tellin
Who afta me graduate u probably should if i could take it back i probably would main i wouldnt
Even tryna do it felt like i aint even have tim e to do it jus like da block u gotta grind to do it
F**k dese niggas aint a crime to do it if
Ya think about ya big cuz how ya doin life shytt it really aint nuttin to it
I be like oh yea (you gon be just like me)
Sometimes i get scared (you gon be just like me)
You gonend up dead (you gon be just like me)
Lil nigga fuck dat (you gon be just like me)
Dey gon bust yo head (you gon be just like me)
Naw you gon bust theirs (you gon be just like me)
U gon stack dat bread (you gon be just like me)
U know how u gotta play it (you gon be just like me)
One thing about it u should know for sho you gotta daddy dats really gon go for go and i got
Yo bak till i go for sho and aint neva bein played like a ho befo im hoe pro on da low low and
U betta not let yo mama know when u get a lil older imma show ya imma soilder everybody know me
Keep it rollin imma try before its ova imma hav to die still u aint gon be solo(y)imma watch
Ova you from da sky bet not forget u gotta get it hope u aint neva gotta go steal shytt dats
Real shytt dis trill shytt lil nigga u rather be real dan rich lifetime friends dey still
Switch straction action weed pussy u on now all dese hoes lookin non of dis shytt come befo yo
Sista small azz chick she don start to thicken shytt fall off she don start da missin livin out
Hea ya hard listenin take jailboys to da boys detention got to da feds wait to da finish do it
Like me i wouldnt recommend it cuz dey got alot of place in da pennitentary and n pussy azz
Niggas dat will luv to see ya talkin dat shytt i be
still grinnin u gon be jus like me i see it in ya guess dats y u my lil nigga do it how u
Wont f**k it i aint trippin
I be like oh yea (you gon be just like me)
Sometimes i get scared (you gon be just like me)
You gonend up dead (you gon be just like me)
Lil nigga fuck dat (you gon be just like me)
Dey gon bust yo head (you gon be just like me)
Naw you gon bust theirs (you gon be just like me)
U gon stack dat bread (you gon be just like me)
(Oh) Girl give me that
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that there
Girl give me that pussy
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
You know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl I want it just as bad as you do
And look see I can tell from this lil vibe
You got me feeling that you dig me
Boo I'm digging you too
You wanna be one of the chosen few
Then gon jig up in this motherfucker
Maybe me and you can do it big up in this motherfucker
Sit you in a crib where you can chill
Don't have to move a muscle
Give you some be good now you be good
Daddy gon hustle
Come here let me Whisper in your ear
I gotta tell you something
Listening to this song kinda make a nigga want something
Did some daydreaming
Now I'm fiending like I'm on something
Girl don't hold it from me
Cause right now I'll be don strong on ya
I ain't the type to ruin your life
By running game and throwing your dreams
Get in your brain suit your game
Ease your pain and show you things
Sit you on some leather seats while blowing green
And switching lanes
Girl stop playing games let me beat it out the frame
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
She five foot seven a hundred and thirty nine pounds
Thirty six twenty four thirty eight pretty fine brown
Bad lil broad I ain't seen her in a minute
Since the All-Star game and I'm still tryin to hit it
Got a baby for this nigga that I used to sell things
He caught a fed case and he ain't leave her no change
She sold all his jewels she sold all his cars
Now she dancing in the shaker club stripping for the stars
Sliding down the pole slow drop it to a split
Pussy popping on a handstand man she the shit
She still looking tight though
Still built right though
Run my game right and after the club
She might go back to the telly with me
Shake her jelly with me
Let my people bust on her face and her belly with me
I got Lil Webbie with me and he ain't hating
We some players in this bitch so baby stop hesitating
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
Now I can tell from your size that that pussy is fire
So I'm here and willing to give you whatever it require
For you to lay down on your back and then open your thighs
Long sharp deep and wide have you rolling your eyes
You a big fine horse I had no choice but to try it
Look like it's worth a couple g's but ain't some shit I buy
Let me whisper in your ear again I ain't gon lie
I might share a lil meal just don't tell nobody
Look you know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl you want it just as bad as I do
But check this out
You gon be wishing that you been gave me your number
By the time I finish rumbling with you
Wop, Wop get loose, let's take this shit to the room
And you just keep yourself excited til we get to the room
Cuz I've been rocked up since I met you
I'm ready to give you the blues
Don't stunt now take off your shoes
Don't act confused you know what time it is
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
(Oh) Girl give me that
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that there
Girl give me that pussy
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
You know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl I want it just as bad as you do
And look see I can tell from this lil vibe
You got me feeling that you dig me
Boo I'm digging you too
You wanna be one of the chosen few
Then gon jig up in this motherfucker
Maybe me and you can do it big up in this motherfucker
Sit you in a crib where you can chill
Don't have to move a muscle
Give you some be good now you be good
Daddy gon hustle
Come here let me Whisper in your ear
I gotta tell you something
Listening to this song kinda make a nigga want something
Did some daydreaming
Now I'm fiending like I'm on something
Girl don't hold it from me
Cause right now I'll be don strong on ya
I ain't the type to ruin your life
By running game and throwing your dreams
Get in your brain suit your game
Ease your pain and show you things
Sit you on some leather seats while blowing green
And switching lanes
Girl stop playing games let me beat it out the frame
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
She five foot seven a hundred and thirty nine pounds
Thirty six twenty four thirty eight pretty fine brown
Bad lil broad I ain't seen her in a minute
Since the All-Star game and I'm still tryin to hit it
Got a baby for this nigga that I used to sell things
He caught a fed case and he ain't leave her no change
She sold all his jewels she sold all his cars
Now she dancing in the shaker club stripping for the stars
Sliding down the pole slow drop it to a split
Pussy popping on a handstand man she the shit
She still looking tight though
Still built right though
Run my game right and after the club
She might go back to the telly with me
Shake her jelly with me
Let my people bust on her face and her belly with me
I got Lil Webbie with me and he ain't hating
We some players in this bitch so baby stop hesitating
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
Now I can tell from your size that that pussy is fire
So I'm here and willing to give you whatever it require
For you to lay down on your back and then open your thighs
Long sharp deep and wide have you rolling your eyes
You a big fine horse I had no choice but to try it
Look like it's worth a couple g's but ain't some shit I buy
Let me whisper in your ear again I ain't gon lie
I might share a lil meal just don't tell nobody
Look you know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl you want it just as bad as I do
But check this out
You gon be wishing that you been gave me your number
By the time I finish rumbling with you
Wop, Wop get loose, let's take this shit to the room
And you just keep yourself excited til we get to the room
Cuz I've been rocked up since I met you
I'm ready to give you the blues
Don't stunt now take off your shoes
Don't act confused you know what time it is
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Niggas still talkin' thousands, man that's old money
I done got so much of cake I'm gettin' hoes' money
Like the Birdman bitch I got flow money
Lookin for a friend girl tryna let her hold somethin'
Pull up in a cold somethin' bought a whole dozen bottles
The club still buckin close to for somethin'
Just finished smokin' n da car I'm finna roll somethin'
I got my people with me look like a hundred of 'em
Stupid ass chain on spent a hundred somethin'
Bent her over like a dog, I had her runnin from me
Ask me where I came from, I told that hoe "from nothin"
Little pretty perky titties booty like a bubble
Told me that she had a man she do the all the honor
You know the Savage gon' stay with the baddest one
Heard it was gon' be jumpin, so I just had to come
I'm on a hunt dog, what, who I'm lookin' for?
[Chorus:]
We got big dollars y'all got little chips
Champagne bottles ride around in big whips
We make it rain on 'em y'all make it drip drip
I'm tryna leave with the baddest bitch in here
Throw some cheese on the baddest bitch in here
Make yourself seen if you the baddest bitch in here
I believe she the baddest bitch in here
Yes, indeed she the baddest bitch in here (I WANT HER)
Fuck that shit I want that bitch there
The pretty one I don't like them saditty ones
Seen too many ratchet ass hoes gettin' sitcom
Behind closed doors all they do is suck d! ck
Plus they talk 'bout go to the awards I'm a get one
Matter fact, me and Phat just gon' split one
Really in the streets man I ain't just one...
Them microphone checkers that crack up under pressure
Lookin' for the baddest bitch in here and when I get her I'm a hit her and forget her, now name a nigga triller
I admit I ain't the richest nigga but my cake straight
And most of these other niggas fake
Drinkin' rosay, smokin' on grapes
And I can't sit here and throw this money all day
And let 'em hate remind them haters don't play
I would hate to have to bloody up the place (I WANT HER)
[Chorus:]
We got big dollars y'all got little chips
Champagne bottles ride around in big whips
We make it rain on 'em y'all make it drip drip
I'm tryna leave with the baddest bitch in here
Throw some cheese on the baddest bitch in here
Make yourself seen if you the baddest bitch in here
I believe she the baddest bitch in here
Yes, indeed she the baddest bitch in here (I WANT HER)
I want my bitch to be a big fine ass juicy
And you don't have to tell her she know what she doing
Trill ENT still here still boomin'
The bitch standing still but her booty still moving
Can catch me in the Benz top drop just crusing
Or either in the club poppin bottles with a cutie
When niggas holla at me they say "Webbie, how ya doing?
Drop the kinda shit that you make everybody lose it"
Niggas rappin bout they gettin money can't prove it"
Nigga I got nine or ten cars sitting stupid
These niggas going to jail and shit hiding pussy stupid!
Cause I done seen some hoes leave some niggas looking stupid
Cupid, y'all ain't players y'all foolish spend ya last dollar on coochie
You a clown you a clown or a student? And we got money flying everywhere (I WANT HER)
[Chorus:]
We got big dollars y'all got little chips
Champagne bottles ride around in big whips
We make it rain on 'em y'all make it drip drip
I'm tryna leave with the baddest bitch in here
Throw some cheese on the baddest bitch in here
Make yourself seen if you the baddest bitch in here
I believe she the baddest bitch in here
[Verse 1: Webbie]I qotta fully automatic, two-bananas dats a hundred
You already kno the story, some lil niggas owe me money
I came out here got on, I'm on homies acting funny
I left them niggas alone cause I felt the jack was coming
I shoot up to Atlanta, I be rollin down the strip
They be on e like I'm tip, I'll chill then I'll dip
Up above to the club, to Manhattan see what's crackin
Girl will lick e like I'm 50 or I'm jigga, I be laughing
Me and boo from baton rouge, get that big ragedy we be stackin
We be packing them big rougers put you losers on a platter
Make some moves up to St. Louis, then get Nelly on the telley
Watching belly shooting dice and betin thousand on the seven
Seen Kelly in Chicago fuck it yo showed me the club
We went in and popped some bottles, everybody showed me love
Ain't no telling where we goin and it don't matter where we was
Mane I can go where ever the fuck I want simply because
[Chorus:]How many records you sold, I won't with you when you drove
So I don't kno how you niggas roll, I ain't leaving trill
I kno you niggas hoes, y'all be talking to them folks
Y'all be creepin in that road, I'm a get you outta here
Fuck how many records you sold, I won't with you when you drove
So I don't kno how you niggas roll, I ain't leaving trill
I kno you niggas hoes, y'all be talking to them folks
Y'all be creepin in that road, I'm a get you outta here
[Verse 2: Lil Phat]I be the trill fam, nigga don't forget the youging
You don't kno how I'm coming hoe look let a nigga run it
I'm like a monkey out the zoo, I'm like a Jordan tennis shoe
It's a southside thing from jimmy lou, the illest shoe
I kno my trill fam niggas oh they gon ride for me (ride for me)
And all them ones who ain't convicted
Oh they take five for me (take five for me)
We fucking bad bithes don't fuck with them sadd bitches
Don't like lil bitty hoes we fucking with the phat bitches
Ain't no lil lenty hoes, I mean my knot be way fatter
And if you fuck with me you hear that ratta tatta tatta
We cut up and and we show out from bently to phantoms
A nigga a punk a bitch we stamp'em
We shining on them yeah we grimmy like a mothafucka
Climbing on them yeah we grinding like a mothafucka
Drink yo hard liqour I'm a sip my cold cup
You can be from outta town I'm a make you put them fours up
[Chorus:]How many records you sold, I won't with you when you drove
So I don't kno how you niggas roll, I ain't leaving trill
I kno you niggas hoes, y'all be talking to them folks
Y'all be creepin in that road, I'm a get you outta here
Fuck how many records you sold, I won't with you when you drove
So I don't kno how you niggas roll, I ain't leaving trill
I kno you niggas hoes, y'all be talking to them folks
[Intro:]
[Boosie in the background]
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, I swerve
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve
[Webbie: over Boosie's voice]
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right, I swerve left
Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right..
[Chorus 1: Boosie]
You ain't never had shit (yeah)
Swerve on 'em
For your daddy in the pen (yeah)
Swerve on 'em
Actin bad off that gin (what)
Swerve on 'em
Hit his block and act again
Fuck you nigga swerve on 'em
[Verse 1: Boosie]
Now you might catch me on the interstate (I-10)
Actin bad
Hoes hollerin there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thang (I keep that thang)
There go that boy spinnin hard (yeah)
From lane to lane
Don't play no games
Cause I'll make you out a demonstration (a demonstration)
Why you swervin cause they hatin
Why they hatin cause you makin
This cash dog (big money)
It's Hatch dog who you thought it would be
If you ain't buckin to the ceilin you ain't rollin with me
I got this swervin shit from back in the days (back in the days)
When niggaz on them pcp's made you get out they way
Hayyy!
People hollerin why you act like this (why boo)
Is it them pills? Hell noooo it's this savage shit
That I done lived
Keep it real you be swervin too (swervin too)
If your shit spinnin
About a thousand hoes done hurdled you
That dirty do
Anything to attract them hoes (check them out)
Hang out the window with they shirt off throwin up them 4's
This how it goes
You by the club swerve
You with your girl swerve
A nigga mug swerve
All my thugs swerve
[Chorus 2: Boosie]
You ain't never had shit (unh unh)
Swerve on 'em
For your daddy in the pen (unn huh)
Swerve on 'em
Actin bad off that gin (yeah)
Swerve on 'em
Hit his block and act again
Fuck you nigga swerve on 'em
[repeat]
[Verse 2: Webbie]
I'm goin 55 in the burbon straight swervin
With a high yellow fine virgin and we swervin
Hollerin I'm a fool boy ya heard me straight swervin
A nigga behind me in the excursion and he swervin
Hit the parkin lot by the club just swervin
Headlights shinin on my dubs while I'm swervin
I keep an old pistol on my lap while I'm swervin
Just in case I have to peel a cap while I swerve
I play the 6 by 9's with the slap while I'm swervin
I gotta have the killa and the yak while I'm swervin
A four or five hunderd dollar stack big swervin
Smokin on some doesha early Monday and I been swervin since Thursday
Red bones in the back got me swervin
Shit I done took my eyes up off the road when I was rubbin on that cat
Doin it big like that nigga swervin
It's all good we on the map Baton Rouge where you at swerve
[Chorus 2 x2]
[Verse 3: Boosie]
This for my dogs in penitentiary (in the pen)
Who holla shit like gutter gutter when you mention me
And Hennessy
Man that hen got me swervin crazy (swervin crazy)
I saw a dime turned my head and almost hit a lady
Slow down baby
With lil bleet hollerin in the back (in the back)
I'm in my sts lil jr in my other lac
Don't fuck with Hatch
Cause I'll hit you with that nina ross (that nina ross)
It's on your head bitch you dead I'll pay the cost
Cause I'm a boss
In the South side of Baton Rouge
Where niggaz swervin on them 20's and them 22's
We act a fool
Back in the game I used to go to dreams (dreams)
In my firebird on them choppers with them fuckin screens
sippin that lean
Actin like I never had shit
Bust your head in traffic
I'll wrap you up in plastic
Show your ass magic
Abrah kadabrah kadoo here go lil boo
This verse for all my hoes who be swervin too
SSB swerve (bottom)
UPT swerve (top)
Park T Easy T CC serve
Fairfield swerve
Sherwood swerve
Every hood in Baton Rouge it's all good swerve
[intro x2]
[Boosie]
I never had...swerve
This for my daddy...swerve
I'm gettin cash...swerve
I act a ass...swerve
[Intro]
swerve on 'em then
(feat. Trill Ent)
[Lil' Boosie]
Ugh! We dropped again on you bitch ass, niggaz! [Laughing]
Every album like a bird!
If you buy Trill shit
Then you buy that real shit!
And the D.A. and the judge gone get it
If they don't free Pimp C, bitch!
And when I drop shit, it's hot shit!
You know I ain lyin'
I only gave y'all half the shit, but I got more in my mind!
If you heard that green and yellow cd
You bout love a lil nigga!
You a girl, in this thug world
You might wanna fuck a lil nigga!
I don't really give a fuck
About the fortune and fame
I want the money
So my daughter wouldn't have to beg, no mane!
I'm in the studio, daily nigga!
Wit my pen and my pad
Where I run rhymes about my life
And how I'm missin' my dad
Dedicated, to makin' these hundreds
I get paid for my shows
Niggaz hate it, cause' my name
That's what takin' these hoes!
Thirty-six zones, on the fuckin shelf at the stores
Ya better get before it goes! .....And
[Chorus: x4]
Every album like a bird....steady flippin!
Every album like a bird!
[Lil' Boosie]
My first album was bout a 7 (It was aight)
But I talk me some shit
About this world
About these girls
And how I dog, my bitch!
My next album was bootleg
Ain even come to the stores
Cause a nigga stole it
And they sold it for the price of some “O'!
Six months later, they heard that “For My Thugs'
The cd that have you niggaz and bitches tearin da club up! Huh!
Ain nothing but raw rhymes
No flashy shit, just hard times!
Nigga don't wanna hear bout ballin
If he ain' got a damn quarter!
Ya hear me talkin'
But to see that ghetto D, that's real shit!
Cause I'm feelin' the power
Cause I get 5 G's, to be on stage, for a half a hour!
Shit, I heard... (Don't say no names) ... wanna holla!
I want 2 billion dollars
Not no million, you dick rider!
I got two 24,80's dawg
They filled up!
With shit that'll make you get kill
Or even kill us!
Then I drop....huh!
Then I drop again!
And I get sicker every time
I touch dat fuckin' pen! ...And
[Chorus]
Every album like a bird in a corner store
Keep it real boy
Trill got the good dope!
See grill, big bills, with a thick hoe
About an ounce of that good dolja
We gone big blow!
Wanna beef, motherfucker?!
Ain no problem with that!
I barely hit you in ya chest
Made it come out ya back!
And while you put yo look on hard
I be rippin them tracks
And by the time it hit the shelves
I'll be gettin' it back!
So many niggaz playa hatin'
So I'm totin a gat
Pistol grippin', steady waiting on a nigga to act!
That's how you livin' when you on
And ya got that crack
And wake up with a new bone
I can get left flat!
So fuck that, ride strapped
Give another nigga what he deserve
And I'ma keep a bad bitch
Cause I'm flippin' these birds!
Trill niggaz bout to fuck it up
I know you nerv (nervous)
Because them niggaz got dope in them birds!
[Chorus]
(Oh) Girl give me that
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that there
Girl give me that pussy
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
You know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl I want it just as bad as you do
And look see I can tell from this lil vibe
You got me feeling that you dig me
Boo I'm digging you too
You wanna be one of the chosen few
Then gon jig up in this motherfucker
Maybe me and you can do it big up in this motherfucker
Sit you in a crib where you can chill
Don't have to move a muscle
Give you some be good now you be good
Daddy gon hustle
Come here let me Whisper in your ear
I gotta tell you something
Listening to this song kinda make a nigga want something
Did some daydreaming
Now I'm fiending like I'm on something
Girl don't hold it from me
Cause right now I'll be don strong on ya
I ain't the type to ruin your life
By running game and throwing your dreams
Get in your brain suit your game
Ease your pain and show you things
Sit you on some leather seats while blowing green
And switching lanes
Girl stop playing games let me beat it out the frame
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
She five foot seven a hundred and thirty nine pounds
Thirty six twenty four thirty eight pretty fine brown
Bad lil broad I ain't seen her in a minute
Since the All-Star game and I'm still tryin to hit it
Got a baby for this nigga that I used to sell things
He caught a fed case and he ain't leave her no change
She sold all his jewels she sold all his cars
Now she dancing in the shaker club stripping for the stars
Sliding down the pole slow drop it to a split
Pussy popping on a handstand man she the shit
She still looking tight though
Still built right though
Run my game right and after the club
She might go back to the telly with me
Shake her jelly with me
Let my people bust on her face and her belly with me
I got Lil Webbie with me and he ain't hating
We some players in this bitch so baby stop hesitating
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there
Now I can tell from your size that that pussy is fire
So I'm here and willing to give you whatever it require
For you to lay down on your back and then open your thighs
Long sharp deep and wide have you rolling your eyes
You a big fine horse I had no choice but to try it
Look like it's worth a couple g's but ain't some shit I buy
Let me whisper in your ear again I ain't gon lie
I might share a lil meal just don't tell nobody
Look you know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl you want it just as bad as I do
But check this out
You gon be wishing that you been gave me your number
By the time I finish rumbling with you
Wop, Wop get loose, let's take this shit to the room
And you just keep yourself excited til we get to the room
Cuz I've been rocked up since I met you
I'm ready to give you the blues
Don't stunt now take off your shoes
Don't act confused you know what time it is
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
I raised up my project window
And I smell Indo
Hollered at my kin folk
After that I big smoke
I hit my nigga Gutta with them gutta ways
All of my cousins bussin' K's
So I was lead astray
And I don't pray, so I'm thinking bout death
I never once, thought bout blinking myself
Cause I got bank to accept!
You heard that green and yellow cd
That bitch gutta!
The world-wide struggle
Or the one about my mother (Child so bad)
I'm bangin' on the corner down in Cali
With the Bloods and Crips
See Lil' Boosie, yeah Lil' Boosie, man we love that shit!
I figured that I'd die in jail if I stay in the hood
So I'm tryin' to make a mil
And get the fuck out Baton Rouge
I wish Tupac'a hear the shit that I was speaking to you
I betcha Tupac'a have Lil' Boosie on an album or two
And did my daddy go to Thug Mansion?
(Shiiit)If he did
I know he saved a spot for his kid
And we gone G' it!
[Chorus: x2]
Keep it gutta, nigga! (Gutta, gutta, gutta! Yeah)
Cause I'm a victim of this game! (Victim of this game mane!)
Let's keep it gutta, nigga! (All the way gutta!)
Cause I was taught to get it hard like a man! For sheezy!
Verse two, is for my hearse crew
Like Raw Nitty, Lil D, and Big Ro too
Do you remember smoking dust with Silky Slim, headbussa?!
When we was slangin' nine
And had these niggaz scared of us!
My hood full of floods (floods)
But my hood full of thugs
Who in that pen
Rep Baton Rouge til the day that they touch
And you don't know a nigga gutta as me! (Gutta)
Who can tell ya some shit that ya mother'a see
Like you bein' locked up, til 2003
When you 'posed to be out chea
Flickin' and ballin like me
And all I see, is eyes on me
So like Pac
I hope it's not another fucking robbery
I ain' no rookie!
Fourteen, sellin' cookies!
Had all the hoes looking!
And ya know why nigga
Because I'm gutta!
My pants hang low
My eyes looking wicked too
My throwback cost 400
It's from 1952!
And ya bitch, you! (Bitch you!)
If you wanna leave this club
I suggest
You don't come around here and try to beef with us
This for my niggaz and guhls
Keep ya head up!
And I'ma keep my bread up
And make ya throw the set up!
I'm keepin' it gutta!
[Chorus]
What you about robbing to eat
What you about peeping yo hood out
To see who want ya to cease
That's the beginning
The ending, is 10 billion (10 billion)
Then I'm threw
Sign all my niggaz deals so they can live, like Lil Boo
I was led on this path to hate
Since I was little
Across the street a ship plant
And next door a fuckin' killer
Calvin Ricks was the shit
It wasn't no ridin' in South
I use to joy his purple jeep
When I walk in my house
And on my chedda chase
I done saw better days
Never thought my selfish ways
Have me blowing purple haze
It hurts to say (Hurts to say)
That my daddy left this world
I wish he could be here to see my pretty ass lil girl
But he can't, so I drink
Get mad and I don't think (Fuck it)
Smoke dro, by the ounce
And sip syrup, by the pint
Ain' too many can fuck with me
That's on my generation
Shouts out to all my niggaz
And my haters who be hatin', get ya hate on!
[Webbie:] I'm Full Of Dat Shit
[Boosie:] I'm Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie:] I'm Full Of Dat Shit
[Boosie:] I'm Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie:] I'm Full Of Dat Shit
[Boosie:] I'm Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie] Now if you ever catch me leanin to the side red eyes in my ride wit the music up high bad bitch up on my side I might be gettin on her ass or im
gettin on her thighs flag me down dont even try it
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] Now you might catch me wit my cutie riddin bumpin dat Boosie one hand on the wheel the otha hand on her coochie big stacks,big gats,Nextel
Motorolas doja afta doja
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie] In tha club by the bar wit my niggas we twistin gars spendin 50's wit my boys jumpin stompin makin noise on tha block servin junkies makin money
dumpin toys I aint in tha mood 4 it
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] We in tha club throwin bows pourin 4's blowin joes fresh clothes got a nigga head dro V.I.P doors is where we go when we go party dat ex got
us retarded (extasy)
Im Full of Dat Shit
[Webbie] Duckin off countin cheese wit Bossie in Tennessee red bitches on there knees suckin and catchin ceemen wit some dark lopes on the sun aint even
beamin you aint even tryna see me
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] Im in da room wit sumthin nasty big fine and sassy on top dat girl be actin she even call me daddy I hit her in tha caddy on tha way to the
classic fell asleep all in traffic
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie] In the room wit sumthin sexy caramel complexion both of us butt naked dont give it 2 me i'll take aint no time fo no cakin im stabbin it like im
Jason im swervin like im crazy
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] U can catch me by tha school zone wit my machenic blue on wit a tool on that'll have you you you and you gone you niggaz hatin on a boy cuz
we Trill and we drink all nite
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie] Sharp as a bow-and-arrow 2 deep in da Camaro clutchin a double barrel hollin 'bitch it dont matta' wit da class clown actin no sense n goin get
dat paddle dat'll have me actin badda
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] Im n da room wit Halle Berry I swear dis gurl Halle Berry cuz she shave around her cherry and she smile when she get ready and her people got
dat fetti we riddin heavy chevys gettin high err second
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie] On my way 2 da mall wit a bad lil broad slob all ova my balls she lickin em' through muh draws got my main mayne wit im hittin em' on tha phone
thats my motha fuckin dawg
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] I hit da stage buckin hard got tha whole club rockin Hennessy and Hypnotic got me thinkin bout tha projects stop it thats my goal nigga
errtime u see me im pourin 4's niggaIm Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie] Drivin on tha side walk in tha dark like i dont care flyin through tha stop signs like dem bitches wasnt dere steady bouncin 2 the ceilin spillin
Hennessy and beer be done shot ya in ya ear
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] Im in New Orlenes wit Lil Wayne platinum chains platinum women if the girl stick me then you know they come and get me they goin rub me they
goin lick me they goin keep a nigga smilin i cant stop wildin
Im Full Of Dat Shit
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
I aint just tunin in
And I aint new to this
So you dont wanna fuckin play wit my intelligence
You see me, myself
Im on some veteran shit
And I aint that pussy bitch
That you be fuckin wit
Do you know how long it takes
For me to fuck a bitch
And I can spend 25 like it aint shit
Ill treat a bitch sweet
And I'll keep her fed
But I aint the type to eat
And I aint the type to beg
Now I drank like a horse
And I smoke plenty blunts
But I aint the type to snort
And poke my arm up
And like the fuckin cities
I keep it wit me
Know you pussy bitches wanna come get me
But listen
If you think Ima ho
If you think Ima bitch
A pussy ass nigga
A fuckin duck
Guess what
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
[x2]
I aint that nigga
Went to school
You took a class wit
I aint that lil dudes that you laugh wit
And I aint none of them lil hos
You be fuckin
All them mothafuckin boes you be bustin
Im the nigga wit them golds
Who be thuggin
Bank rolls cuz Im hustlin
Ima fool
And I aint the type of nigga
You gon catch wit out a tool
I aint the type to run and
Ima keep it on the cool
You dont know when Im comin
You just be ready when I do
Ima mothafuckin problem child
I know you heard I aint no turtle
Ima crocodile
Bitch I'll serve ya
Wit this gangsta
Boy Im all in it
And thats fo sho mothafuckas
Aint gon play wit me no more shit
Got me fucked up
If you think Ima ho
If you think Ima bitch
A pussy ass nigga
A fuckin duck
Guess what
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
[x2]
Now check this out
I aint the nigga
Who gon false off
And fall in love
I aint the nigga gon eat no pussy
I just wanna fuck
I aint the nigga who gon run
When the beef come round
Im the one who get the gun
And make the beef go down
You prolly heard that I was pussy
From a pussy nigga
Cuz I don cut a lot of niggas
And they pussy nigga
You think Im bitch made
Then this'll be yo last year
Take out my switch blade and cut yo ass from ear to ear
Take off yo shirt and Im gon rush you like a red nose pit
Get in yo shit, like a dick, And Im off of a trick
I aint the nigga who gon sweat ya
Cuz I fuck wit bad guhs(girls)
But if you right
I'll dress you up and tear the mall up
I aint the one for spendin time
Cuz I run the streets
If you dont like it
You can go
Ill buy another freak
And aint no nigga finna bust at me
You think Im pussy
You gon see you outta luck wit me
If you think Ima ho
If you think Ima bitch
A pussy ass nigga
A fuckin duck
Guess what
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
[x2]
[Webbie:]
Sit back smoke you a sack open yo heart wide, nigga get ready lil webbie take you on a long ride, years of struggle years of strive years of iron, shit i was expectin a child shit i gotta survive, pussy and crime keys zones nickels and dimes, niggaz like i hustlin on a mission to shine or niggaz like sunny thuggin doin federal time on the constant grind tryin to make everything mine, i tried to do the school thang ma i swear i tried and i didnt have the dope ma i swear they lied, why you left all of a sudden every night i cried, and remember old boy yeah you wasw right and he jive, and it's scary outside so im straped in the streets dreamin of my own funeral i sweat when i sleep, and my grandmother be in tears cuz she scared for her son and she dont wanna lose another one gggiiirrrlll,
[chorus:]
I don't know why niggaz tote iron,I don't know ,idon't know,but all i know now is i got mine thats fa'sho thats fa'sho nigga
I don't know why niggaz tote
iron,i don't know ,idon't know,but all i know now is i got mine thats fa'sho thats fa'sho nigga
[Webbie:]
My nigga Ken got pop just last week, thats fucked up cuz he just made fifteen, you think the pistol work the fire man, its either that or get caught slippin so i take the chance, wit smith and wessin wit the clip'n under the fuckin seat, aint no secret that where i keep it for the fuckin beef, cuz aint no nigga from no street gon be playin, me bitch cuz im trill, you aint on my fuckin level you don't live like i live, yall gotta a lil work but yall dont deal like we deal, yall dreamin bout some grands we a second from a mill, i brought sets wit my steel nigga, come have some niggaz that real wit cha, cuz if you come half steppin lil savage gon deal wit cha, my big and my lil nigga, my anxious to kill niggaz, all of them savage niggaz and all of them tot'n pistols
[Chorus:]
I don't know why niggaz tote iron,I don't know ,idon't know,but all i know now is i got mine thats fa'sho thats fa'sho nigga
I don't know why niggaz tote
iron,i don't know ,idon't know,but all i know now is i got mine thats fa'sho thats fa'sho nigga
[Webbie:]
My cousin say what yo lil ass got a pistol fo', the same reason you got yo shit,shit real and i aint bout no fuckin ho shit,these niggas on some mo' shit im expectin a birth, i dont wanna pull up at church in a hearse, lost another one of mine to that iron and it hurt, im smokin some pine to stop from cryin but it don't work, and lookin at his daughter even make it harder, how she gon make it farther, she straight today what about tomorrow, man you gotta be heartless when you go jump off in that water, and fo' my survivors i'll be the ultimate warrior, my pistol off safety and im hhopin that i make it i value my life scopin' why hopin yall don't take it ya heard me
[Chorus:]
I don't know why niggaz tote iron,I don't know ,idon't know,but all i know now is i got mine thats fa'sho thats fa'sho nigga
I don't know why niggaz tote
iron,i don't know ,idon't know,but all i know now is i got mine thats fa'sho thats fa'sho nigga
jig,jig, jig, jig
If u go do dat shit
nigga do dat shit (do it big then)
If u go do dat shit
then nugga do dat shit(do it big then)
(Webbie)
I copped that ole' school cutlass it was navy blue fuck dem hubcaps i had to cop dem 22's throwback 1922 like my nigga Boo
them bows too now what's the fit without the shoes
650 dollar gear mayne i'm fitted up
fresh cut all u niggas hoes gettin fucked
gas tank filled up plus i'm grilled up
a couple fire ass blunts and a full cup
fuck a expedition, me i want a Benz truck
skinny chick suck a dick, i want a thick sumthin
fuck five niggas mayne i hustle hard to 6 summthin
from noon to noon
soon i'm a be a rich summthin
what's conversation if a nigga can't just hit summthin
why fuck a clown, when u could fuck a nigga really thuggin
if u gon throw a hustle, shit, do it big then
u pull it out in public bust it do it big then
if u gon flip yo bucket, shit, do it big then
u know dem rims look much better when they keep spin
if u gon do dat shit then nigga do that shit(do it big then) x4
if u gon fuck dat hoe
well gon head get some head too
then gon head and fuck her friend too
if u gon drink a motherfuckin brew, gon head drink a few, gon head hit that gin too
Girl you're too sexy
come and sit with me in V.I.P.
With those curves and cocoa skin
now where have you been
The tattoo on your belly's kinda hot
them about a shorty in the spot
You came in with a man
but I'm making plaaans
to be next to you
been checking out the rest and they just wont do
pretty young thing in a lexus coupe
been praying everyday to blessed with you (blessed with you)
but I am next to you
all I think about is undressing you
playing all alone just to touch with you
can we get it on in my bedroom
would ya mind
would ya mind
if I got to know ya better baby
your my type
and I really really want you lady so
make up your mind
do you want him or do you want me
take your time
its alright, I dont mind
I see ya checking out my rings and the platinum watch
your trying to figure out what I'm not
the keys to my range around my neck
and a legit royalty check
if ya looking for someone who has nice things
someone to give ya all the love you need
look no further I'm that man
and I got a plaaan
I wanna take ya home
get ya all alone
turn the lights down low
to a private show
kiss ya from head to toe
take off all your clothes
throw em on the floor
make a video
baby come stay awhile
you cant deny
what ya feel inside
its in your eyes
make up your mind
stop wasting time
baby its alright
would ya mind
I wanna take ya home
get ya all alone
turn the lights down low
to a private show
kiss ya from head to toe
take off all your clothes
throw em on the floor
make a video
baby come stay awhile
you cant deny
what ya feel inside
its in your eyes
make up your mind
This one here for them baby mommas
who make baby daddies don't even want no baby daddy
Feel this nigga. Lil Boosie. Check dis out
[Verse]
Baby momma baby momma
I'm tired of you
I'm to the point where I wanna fire you
You play the games that a child will do
When you need to do the things that a mama do
Baby momma baby momma
You stressin me (you stressin me girl)
Cause I ain't rich you think less of me (you think less of me)
And we ain't gotta take the test to see
You need to change yo ways so you can see the best of me
Baby momma baby momma
You lied to me (you lied)
A good man I tried to be (I tried)
You do me wrong even the blind can see
That's why I got another woman on the side of me
And she gon love me better (yea)
Fuck me better warm me up up in the coldest weather
She bout whatever you heard me
Baby momma baby momma I trusted you
It was so good I left it in when I made love to you
[Chorus]
I'm askin
Why you cryin girl?
Why you be lyin girl?
Why you won't shine girl?
On the stretch you know it's mine girl
Im askin
Why you have a baby?
Just to drive me crazy?
Why you be actin shady?
When you posed to be my lady
[Verse]
Baby momma baby momma
Thought you love me hoe? (thought you love me hoe)
But you won't put a child on child support
And you don't even want my child to know
That it ain't daddy it's his mama who wildin' tho
Baby momma baby momma
You jealous of me
You don't even want the fellas wit me (my niggaz)
And you keep on telling me
To slow my role but behind you I'm catchin' felonies
Baby momma baby momma
Where the love done went? (where the luv done went)
Don't wanna leave you cuz I love ya scent (ya smell)
The names I call you ain't really meant
But I'm tired of all these fightin's and arguments
Besides we grown not no mo teenagers
So you can stop playin them games tryna check my pager
You need to get ya mind right if not I'll see you later
You posed to take my side but you listen to the hatas (damn)
[Chorus]
I'm askin
Why you cryin girl?
Why you be lyin girl?
Why you won't shine girl?
On the stretch you know it's mine girl
I'm askin
Why you have a baby?
Just to drive me crazy?
Why you be actin shady?
When you posed to be my lady
[Verse]
Baby momma baby momma
You hurted me
Me and you know you deserted me (why?)
I ain't gon lie feel like you murdered me
Cause you the only girl who ever hold work for me
Baby momma baby momma
You a possum now (you sneaky)
I heard you ridin through the bottom now (for what)
I'm tryna get back on my team
Cause you heard I had a major plug on prementhazime bitch please
Baby momma look what I did for you (look what I did)
I took you places that you never knew (you ain't even know that)
I bought you any kind of tennis shoe
If I thought I wouldn't gon make it I'll finish you (blaw)
Baby momma you missin me (I know that)
I know you miss how you was kissin me (fa sho)
It's sad to say that you a friend of me
But just remember can't nobody lay that dick like me
[Chorus]
I'm askin
Why you cryin girl?
Why you be lyin girl?
Why you won't shine girl?
On the stretch you know it's mine girl
I'm askin
Why you have a baby?
Just to drive me crazy?
Why you be actin shady?
When you posed to be my lady
I'm askin
[Lil Boosie talkin]
Yea this for them baby momma's who put a nigga on child support
but just don't know they'll get more without child support
You know what I'm sayin and that gotta stop
You know what I'm sayin
It ain't that imma try to make it imma put it on yo head
y'all hoes wrong for that shit man let a nigga live ya heard me
You can't stop me dat's how it is now
[Hook]
Baby momma I done blew up now
Got a hoe she some true love now (she grown)
And I heard you gotta new thug now
And you goin through some mo shit (mo shit)
I'm out this bitch
[Verse One]
Like a dope fiend need his dope I need my money in stacks
if it don't work out with these rhymes I'm gone turn to my gats
I need cash and plus I need it fast
that's why I got a skimask if I ever need to blast
since I found out about you we been hangin like the fellas
you the reason why I'm beefin wit them niggaz who be jealous
we gone thug to the end that's cause you my fuckin friend
jump me straight out the pen when they had me facin ten
its just like with ken so together we actin fools
you the one that got Lil' Boosie poppin off to Baton Rouge
as long we pay our do's we gone sit back and just laugh
whether checks, credit cards or cash look I need you bad
I need ya
[Chorus]
like a weed head needs to smoke
like a dope fiend needs his dope
I need you
like a baby needs to cry
if you go I swear I'll die I need you
I need you
like a player needs to play
we laugh and go from day to day
I need you
I found out all about you
now I can't live without you
ohh no ohh nooooo
[Verse Two]
since I was small I been tryin to make some cheese
till I snatched a purse for 12 and went scored a couple p's
and now I keep my sacks in a dorito bag my rocks in my mouth
plus Im on g-street the hardest rollin block in the south
and now Im poppin it off and stackin green
got my first thousand dollars and I ain't even 17
and plus I keep that thang in my hand cause I don't care
go to school with a grand and pull it out them hoes stare
but tho without you I ain't shit
I hate to say it but it's the truth
on the slip these hoes fuckin me just to get to you
we'll never have no problems shit as long you keep in touch
and I love livin this life that's why I need so much
that's why I need you so much
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
you the reason why I went at home kickin doors off
you the one who bought my clothes and put my golds in my mouth
but at times I gotta sit back and wonder why you sin
you the one that got my nigga in the feds doin 10
we don't look at the bad calls we look at all the fun shit
hoes and fast cars and power to make you run shit
as long as you comin I can't complain that's the game
like a weed head need his weed man I need my fuckin change
if I didn't I'll be lame probably still on the cornor
tryin to make two hundreds dollars off a ounce of marijuana
but its times like this like when my problems getting deeper
you got to understand niggaz robbing cause they need ya
they need ya
[Chorus]
[Intro]
Come on... I need a bad bitch
Come on... if you a bad bitch
Yeah I want a bad bitch
[Verse 1]
The girl be, cookin and cleanin and cleanin and cookin
She be, constantly douchin and cleanin her pussy
And when she, step on the scene e'rybody be lookin
And to, get in them jeans everybody be wishin
But she, only want players who far from rookie
And if you, ain't got the cake you can't play with the nookie
Her titties, sittin pretty and she soft as a cushion
If you, try to holla she might holla she tooken
And she walk like a bad bitch, talk like a bad bitch
And goin get her hair and shit fixed is a habit
And a bad bitch go and buy fits mo' than average
And bad bitches get to take trips wite 'The Savage'
Can never tell a bad bitch a freak, she too classy
But shit, I can tell from her lips that's she nasty
Expensive-ass pants is, gripped to them asses
She mean as a pitbull and sweet like candy
[Chorus]
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch) [repeat 4X]
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch) [repeat 4X]
[Trina]
Uhh, you want a bad bitch? Trina's the baddest
And I'm thick and fine from the cornbread and the cabbage, a savage
I would give you my number so you can have this
But I don't need the stalkin, prank calls or the madness
My ass like WHOA, my goodies incred-ible
I'm in this cheerleader skirt, and these legs flexible
You flippin and pushin and pushin to flip it
You can have an old lady, if I want you I ain't trippin
I got, my own money own cars own house
I can cook a meal same time and turn a nigga out
I'm the, example of what you want up on your team
But these Dior bags and my time gon' cost cream, uhh
Now I ain't gotta meet your momma, gimme dollars
Gimme Gucci, gimme Chanel, pearls and gimme Prada, uhh
A hood chick, I got yo' man, what a tragedy
He give me his paper to his plastic, I'm a bad bitch
[Chorus]
[Webbie]
Now make yourself seen, cause you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch), yeah you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Now show yo' ass off, cause you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch), yeah you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Man I love them bad bitches with them sexy-ass tattops
Them bad bitches with them bad bitches attitudes
She a damn fool, gotta crib she'll let me camp
Make sho' her niggaz stay filled with them food stamps
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D
E-N-T, do you know what that mean mayne
Own damn house flossed out big screen mayne
I'll bring the whole hundred shit what'chu gon' do for me mayne
Look at her own income, she a beast mayne
Bad bitches handle bid'ness first, then streets mayne
She ain't cryin over no nigga, she ain't weak mayne
The kind of bitch that put a real nigga on his feet mayne
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
[Outro]
Come here... fo' sho'
Trill Entertament nigga
I'm Webbie nigga
My name ain't We-Be you heard me?
Get it right, Mouse on the track
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