Why you bitches so pressed (for) Open up the all I do is press four (four) Got you off ballin' up your fist for (for) Don't make me out my pistol (bang!)
Ahh! the hooligan nigga (nigga) Eat these up, you just food to me nigga (nigga) Rap work, I'm a wolverine Nigga's honey make you desert, it down with some liqour Li-lit up, the pill make a bitch turn You so um, all on the of my zipper I Nick trip, got the Cannon on me like Pinocchio rappers man, all I see is (Ahh!) Rough riders, gang niggas, kush Get smashed, Halloween, Myers My religion, women no choirs They call me the royal penis, highness For when they it up, pour it up, leave it wit' us Eatin' my dust, you bustas still on the bus Truly quick, pick her up or you bad, you ain't nothing All my niggas eatin' the last supper, nigga
Uhh! (Ahh!) Why you so pressed for? (pressed for) Open up the gate, all I do is four (press four) Got you pissed off up your fist for (fist for) Don't make me pull out my (bang!) Don't make me pull out my (bang!) Don't make me pull out my (bang!) Don't make me out my pistol (bang!) Why bitches so pressed for? (pressed for) Why these so pressed for? (pressed for) Wh-why you bitches so pressed (pressed for) (yeah) Why these bitches so for? (pressed for) Don't make me pull out my
Uhh! Don't make me out my pistol T-Dot that my bitch is official Get rich or take it cause is a ritual This bitch was I had to come visual I don't like to lose it's bad All my bitches loyal and true and no (fashion) My niggas holdin' the juice, they all Sleepin' on me, hatin me I'm straight gassin' (gassin') I'm in is luxury (luxury) Them other know they can't fuck wit' me (fuck wit' me) Bitch look me in the face when you on me (stunt on me) Better ask a weak ho try to on me (front on me) ha-ha Now me where that bitch at, that bitch ass All this food, I'm surprised I ain't get fat Wake up then 'urn up turn up the shit fast (fast) I'm coming through with that you better get back, bitch!
Ahh! Why you so pressed for? (for) up the gate all I do is press four (four) Got you pissed off ballin' up your for (for) Don't make me pull out my (bang!) make me pull out my pistol (bang!) Don't me pull out my pistol (bang!) Don't make me out my pistol (bang!) Why these bitches so for? (pressed for) Why these bitches so for? (pressed for) these bitches so pressed for? (pressed for) Why these so pressed for? (pressed for) Don't me pull out my pistol
If we get rowdy (yeah), all my sorry (yeah) Why you bitches so for (burst for) Don't make me pull out my (pull out my pistol) If we got a (yeah), all my niggas sorry (yeah) Why you so burst for? (burst for) Don't make me out my pistol (pull out my pistol)
Damn! Hop up in my lap, get (high) grip pump from my lap at all times (times) Lap at all times, La-Lap at all Now it's no more drama, it's that Mary J (Blige) Yeah, I'm too high, eyed (eyed) vans, sweet red, red vines (vines) Closed blinds, you gets no shine It's my party nigga I ain't in line!
Why these bitches so for? (pressed for) Why bitches so pressed for? (pressed for) Why these bitches so pressed (pressed for) Don't make me pull out my (bang!) Don't me pull out my pistol (bang!) Don't make me out my pistol (bang!) Don't make me pull out my (bang!) Wh-why you so for?