a chick, where you'd rather die... Drop your pants and kick 'em to me, Your glistening legs, I want to see. Pull it down and show me your ass, And then
out a dropped Impala, pants hanging to my ankles Feel 'em hate from every angle, they intimidated, ain't I I'ma beast, they don't like to see me walking
ever let your peoples boost up your heart 'Cause you'll fuck around and get your ass torn apart Challengin' the Mobb in the arts Our literature stands colossal, compared to y'alls Way ahead of your
own and, When it's time to die you'll be all alone so open up your mind, ball up your knuckle bone and start takin care of your own, nigga, Everybody
go, good to go Fresh kicks all day, new fits, alright Drop hits all day, then party all night Good to go, good to go Good to go, good to go Fresh kicks
me to your trailer I'll steal your trash Ask me a question, I love to lie, hey look girl is that Jimi Hendrix? 'Scuse me while I kiss your guy Everyone
is gone and the weed callin' Regardless of who's fault I was b-ballin' God bubble wrapped me and dropped me on top of the Earth Marshall double backed and got me
you feel it Let me know do you feel it Do you feel it) (Fo' hoppin, ass droppin) [ VERSE 2 ] Feel me, feel me while I dip through your hood Just mobbin and
me up when I take 'em I need a cane and pillows I'm on everything Sick when I kick it, barf Me sobering up, fart I crush ya brain like a pill crusher
dogs on me, Drop the bomb on em, Please don't drop the bomb on me, Shady please, please dont drop the bomb on me, Drop the bomb on em I dont want the
pants Can't walk in my shoes Bet everything you worth You lose your tie And your shirt Since I'm in a position To talk to these kids And they listen
Love the way your jeans fit 'Cause your hips wide I know you're from the South I can tell from your back side I'm from the slums Let me show you how
me You and her ain't the two, and we ain't the three But most of all nigga, I ain't the one Now back the fuck up off me son" He said, "To buck another
me and they'll just tell you to drop it I'll find you sooner or later, and they can't do shit to stop it Got that thang and I'ma pop it like a bubble
wreck Like that, yeah, ha ha ha And we out y'all, and we out y'all And we out y'all, and we out y'all And we out y'all...
reason you dont like me Cant name one nigga thats like me I dont blame no nigga dont like me I put the Gators on and tell them haters on And if you see me
