I drop the y'all don't deliver the chances y'all won't consider Got a loyal broad Betty Who know what to do with chrome I give her
I'm on the Thinkin 'bout my bank And how to make it I grab the tool and take your jewels
And I'ma watch blew the same as Jigga's It ain't the liquor I'm sick Smokin' Shwag Crystal chicks On a rollercoaster with Bo and
Can't even fuck witch'all pencil Ain't this shit? Every time we step inside the club y'all guess Which one of us gon' snatch your
And leave you all by yourself Understand this Bubba Sparxxx, S P A R X I sprinkle soul in your pussy And put some on your nipple and neck
Tell your man, if he it's gettin' drastic, legend has it I know mob spell G-A and with no delay they'll let him have it It's just a habit, reppin Athens and LaGrange, in my veins I'm mixin' with coke and [Incomprehensible]
And every time it's just the same I tend to aim towards spittin thangs, it's so masterful When it comes to this here the shit clear Heard to y'all comes
We may be lame wanna fight, may be bitchin' wanna Drink Bourbon in a cup, if bumpin' turn it up We gon' weave, we gon' roll, the Franklin' faces fold Chasin' multi-platinum while y'all settlin' for dough
Drop that liquid on yo' tongue, put that reefer in your Close the here we come, boy hush until I'm done We gon' drink, we gon' smoke, keep floss on they toes When these broads start some lickin', we just might end up with
in the club it's on Nevertheless find the somebody I could sip on A seat a view in the V.I.P. and got two tight things to grip on A bag of trees to put my lip on gotta cut it, it, light it, pass
And me and Bubba gettin' crunk in the With a tape full of Bud in a champagne Puttin' it down for the B C, in the where we be Better call a when you see me
And get your ass back in the GT Y'all lame boys, hangin' up just for a name boy Goin' with the Gameboy mind right go out lookin' for a cane boy, it's a shame boy
You the main one tryna stall right, sold the out the game boy I beat 'em like chop, chop, chop Yessuh, cut 'em up and leave 'em On my cell phone callin', talkin' 'bout 'Kosha baby, call me
Leave your name and your number at the of the beep And get back witcha shawty Most hated by baby daddies for up happy homes When the men is on and she say no that mean she wanna bone
So partna don't get me wrong, I'm just Kosha That Southern with a stroke that keep 'em wet like a ocean Yessuh, me and get rowdy And me and Bubba get it
We are violators we annihilate you, no ifs and about it The air up here stay cloudy, I originate in callin' We stay up in the y'all look at us And say, "Damn, boys be ballin'"
We may be lame wanna fight, may be wanna fuck Drink Bourbon in a cup, if it's bumpin' it up We gon' weave, we gon' roll, watch the faces fold Chasin' multi-platinum plaques while settlin' for dough
Drop that liquid on yo' tongue, put reefer in your lungs the curtains here we come, boy hush until I'm done We drink, we gon' smoke, keep that floss on they toes When these broads start some lickin', we just might end up yours
fuck nigga, man you know who you is You the ones be payin' hoes and buyin' gifts You mad when you find out other niggaz get it Ain't payin' no bills just stayin' and still be hittin' it I'm a old school playa, I just pay for her
buy a little liquor, I spend some talk in the mirror This the from the soul, love to gang up on hoes I'm tryna let this pimp shit go 'cause I don't even it no mo' See these niggaz that I with they just run through these skanks Talk about 'em over dinner, women like dank
Mmm hmm, and I'ma put On the ol' fire ass Mercedes Rolls That don't never come 'round no mo' that shit right Country-ass Bubba Sparxxx, no fuckin' around wit G O again That put me in this backwoods My ace Kosha, Bo Hagin', west central finest Man Bo, go on again
Man, I'm gon' it like it is, I'm gon' sit the rear I stand true to high live, this a for a mil' It done took a different places, seen plenty of faces Whatever may have the cases, I thank God for His graces
See my knife'll tell the fakers, me spinnin' like breakers And every day I play a nigga learnin' by haters See I take a ho, and shake a ho, how we live All women ain't bitches but see of them is, uhh
We may be lame fight, may be bitchin' wanna fuck Drink in a cup, if it's bumpin' turn it up We gon' weave, we gon' roll, watch the Franklin' fold Chasin' plaques while y'all settlin' for dough
Drop that liquid on yo' tongue, put that reefer in your Close the curtains we come, boy hush until I'm done We gon' drink, we gon' smoke, keep floss on they toes these broads start some lickin', we just might end up with yours
We may be lame wanna fight, may be bitchin' fuck Drink in a cup, if it's bumpin' turn it up We gon' weave, we gon' roll, watch the faces fold Chasin' multi-platinum plaques y'all settlin' for dough
that liquid on yo' tongue, put that reefer in your lungs Close the curtains here we come, boy until I'm done We gon' drink, we gon' smoke, keep that on they toes When these broads start lickin', we just might end up with yours