[Chorus - voice] (background singer) My (Tell me do you it) My slang (Tell me do you it) I'm girl (Tell me do you it), OW! (Tell me do you it) Gettin (Tell me do you it) I'm so jazzy (Tell me do you it) jazzy (Tell me do you it) OW! (Tell me do you love it),
1] Yeah, I'll be damned if I the slick son gun y'all seen Walkin like a swallowed up the at Walgreens did I love her, sorry baby it was all clean Who you think you dealin with?, this Jimmy offspring Forty I was on the eighty I was there knock it out put on my and get the hell up out of there You a rapper's rule, in and out before the snare And as far as parting shots, wash that shit up out hair (OH) Stob block, block, Dodge Ram, got Knox six twelves, four amps, sluts, what's hot I told ya once hot shot, you done too hot Reach inside that tool box, there is when the feud
2] Papa was a Stone, but I'm a ballin boulder And I ain't gotta the chain, or hit the mall to show ya I just hibernate a while and ya when it's over Don't know where I'm headed but it's far from sober Yeah I fucked up in life, but start it over Cause momma that God said he got a party for ya And I'm a ya lord, every beat a heart I owe ya It sounds a bit but Bubba Sparxxx a soldier (OW) What you know balin hay in that South Georgia heat few roads are paved, still I do it for the streets There's a heap a shit to lose, but even more to keep If you feelin baby, better look before you leap
3] Baby the tone, that got me gettin 'Georgia Dome' Like Shondon, with that on the phone Or maybe it's the slang, that got me gettin my brains on the plane, met this in Fort Mayne And you can blame the jazziest persona But it's classy that get trashy in the sauna Bubba's the slickest, how else is there to word it I'll just plead my case, and then let y'all unveil the