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Yo, who want it us? Y'all niggas not fuckin' wit us
Y'all hoppin' Nimrods, we holdin' on up the truck
We caked out, we all got cars so we wake up in the mornin'
We out but first blow the place out

It outrageous, to all my thug niggas
Throw your sets up and spit razors
I hop in to spin out, I'm 'The opposite of
So in the year 2000 the lights woulda never out

I rock ice, it drips on my boot, I shake it off
'Cuz I'm fire, so few seconds, I take it off
I'm lightweight, I let y'all them dumbbells
I just throw back dumb dumb shells to make y'all run well

I dummies, blast backs
Money gassed up I'ma open this tank, yo pass me the shank
I blackout, swipe 'em a credit card 'til I max out
And that's to let y'all know that Drag is back now

Now all my peoples say yeah, yeah
Now all my motherfuckin' thugs say yeah,
Now all my motherfuckin' say yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah throw your in the air, c'mon

Now all my peoples say yeah, yeah
Now all my motherfuckin' thugs say yeah,
Now all my ladies say yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah throw hands in the air, c'mon

Y'all pushin' that wack shit out there, y'all unable
Drag's like jumper cables, negative and a
Y'all ain't gon' feel shit y'all get a lot of this
I don't care about y'all hatin' niggas, my moms is of this

She looks at herself and I got all this
'Cuz I drop them hits that make y'all don't drop shit
Drag straps up when he get up in his
Put somethin' in the booty, have 'em switchin' different

I snatch niggas to show 'em the light
'em dick then I'm hittin' the switch
And while she snorin', she don't know I'm by the mornin'
Back to the corner 'til that blue van come up, my hands is

Whose fingers stay numb rollin' up?
Who finger fucks chicks 'til they up?
Whose fingerprints keep showin' up?
who that kid always ride and is throwin' truck

Now all my motherfuckin' say yeah, yeah
Now all my motherfuckin' thugs say yeah,
Now all my motherfuckin' ladies say yeah,
Yeah, yeah throw your in the air, c'mon

Now all my peoples say yeah, yeah
Now all my motherfuckin' thugs say yeah,
Now all my ladies say yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah throw hands in the air, c'mon

Yo, yo, I just take a strong and strike the match on niggas
I spit lit candles and hot wax on niggas
My middle name Jason that I'm capable of throwin' a mass on
And ax niggas, better ask niggas

First name Mel, I mean that's them checks say
When they in the mail, make bank tellers cum on theyself
Count it fast ma, we all professionals here, how's it feel
I'm walkin' here with what you get in a year

I'm rude to a bitch but y'all get out the street
Act like you don't see black jeep and get some flat feet
Y'all rock gators, we straight
We rock our Timbs O's, laces like our dogs got 'em

Fuck it, for 2 let 'em play wit a new pair
I got enough spares to flood the with footwear
Pockets a blimp, shit it's been a good year
my ruff ryders, we still in here

Now all my motherfuckin' peoples say yeah,
Now all my motherfuckin' thugs say yeah,
Now all my ladies say yeah, yeah
Yeah, throw your hands in the air, c'mon

Now all my motherfuckin' say yeah, yeah
Now all my motherfuckin' say yeah, yeah
Now all my ladies say yeah, yeah
Yeah, throw your hands in the air, c'mon

Now all my peoples say yeah, yeah
Now all my motherfuckin' say yeah, yeah
Now all my ladies say yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah your hands in the air, c'mon

Now all my motherfuckin' peoples say yeah,
Now all my thugs say yeah, yeah
Now all my motherfuckin' say yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah throw hands in the air, c'mon