Yeah, uh, yeah, uh-uh, Beotch, on, yeah, uh, uh y'all ain't ready Come on now, me up a little bit
Every thing you yo that's my word You play the and repeat every word It get on your nerves to see how we Watches that shine with his and her furs
Straight from the to the suburb In the suburb plucking birds, getting served Y'all never learned how this world turn it was over, huh now we returned
To whom it may concern when you're hot you it wasn't meant to be or it just ain't your turn The rules also stern nigga get what you And we still move in silence, nigga ya
Y'all know who y'all are, wanna battle? call An end to all that shit you Spit a bar What? See I won the show got the illest loads of bank rolls in my underclothes
It's the original and everybody I rock diamonds that's red, and indigo I'm undroppable, You can't hold me don't you know I'm unstoppable
Niggas run up in my pussy like a Pap smear I'ma tell you know, just like I you last year Niggas ain't unless they lick the kitten, huh Too many bitches be licking the dick
And I'm a one I like my dicks rock hard Not the sticky ones that like slaw Oh missing the shower pissing All up in your what? You think I'm kidding?
'Cause we do we got a right to You criticize me we you If what say is true we the baddest crew I'm far broke so why should I be mad at you?
my French but uh sometimes I get kind of peeved at these Emcee's With these supreme baller like lyrics I call 'em I see 'em G, y'all niggas sound me
Pardon my French but uh I get kind of peeved at these Emcee's You niggas got some you sold a million Now you're half of me, get off my dick, it bitch
You must be out mind or you must be high Fucking with the Teflon bitch the Sty No where near shy see I you cry The way I rock you to sleep a lullaby
Oh yeah and by the way, you got one day All you got to pay boo you got to say Yeah it on bitch, you ain't strong bitch Thought you'd be around wrong bitch
Got nothing but love but push comes to shove We turn to thugs and we put on gloves to licking slugs you ain't giving up More bags zipping up, fake thug, what?
Pardon my but uh sometimes I get kind of peeved at weak Emcee's these supreme baller like lyrics I call 'em like I see 'em G, y'all niggas like me
Pardon my French but uh I get kind of peeved at these week You niggas got some audacity you sold a Now half of me, get off my dick, kick it bitch
my French but uh sometimes I get kind of at these weak Emcee's these supreme baller like lyrics I call 'em like I see 'em G, y'all niggas sound me
Pardon my French but uh I get kind of at these week Emcee's You got some audacity you sold a million Now you're of me, get off my dick, kick it bitch