Clap your hands to the (To the beat) Oh just your hands to the beat (To the beat) Come on, clap your to the beat (To the beat) I say, your hands to the beat (To the beat)
Uh huh 'n' you stop Uh huh 'n' you don't Uh huh 'n' you stop Uh huh 'n' you don't
We in great lakes state Eatin steaks 'n' It's kinda hard to miss the Because we all got (Got limps)
We come with new kicks and Stetsons The super saggy rags and the trash connection No flexin', huh, know I mean? You can us cool, we don't need to be seen (Seen)
It's all about the green, not the drugs we be shits free with an LP in circulation And we be time Got them all state, all county, all hood (Rhymes)
It's all good times, thank the For dumb fuckin' people and credit card We up your lawn, we got herds of Lincolns Step into your crib and have your whole stinkin'
blink and don't think we're soft Hide your and your gold And don't express thoughts Uhh We get mad props, wreck all Puttin' stops on They get confused and lose, what we do
Styles stem from Leavin' in awe You get jawed for queer Can you me or am I talkin' to the wall? (Wee) That's top dog callin' out each and one of y'all
You get balls, you come and talk shit But top dogs camp ain't nothin' to fuck And don't say we warn ya I got this Detroit thang with more love that Drunk DJ smokin' dips me the sidekick, thug boy, kid with the limp
I rip through like a bullet in the breeze And I float through like a shark in the sea A wee bit shy, but I by me (Wee) And I'm a mean motherfucker when I to be
Thank young Gs' sleeves and thieves on hold Strategically placed in case somebody feels I you ho's you can't fuck with these I make more papers then trees (Trees)
{See we believe in forever is criteria You with top dog Your fuckin' with (Family)}
No I feelin' ya, got all that I can do to hear Any you see me you should stand clear You see me in my I'm in the clubs Who you gonna check bitch, the fuck you thinkin'?
You can me, but that shit don't slide You can get life, took tryin' to take my pride You with who, man that shit ain't big I roll with dogs that'll your wig And got all money, Detroit to Portland Cellular receivers and beepers is what sportin' Your nothin' of importance, I don't you the drinks on me, but the jokes on you (You)
I'm all about the nothin' at all See I'm not doin' much, I'm just havin' a ball I'm in bed by (Four) I'm up by (Noon)
I might sit around, I write me a tune I might go and again I might not I might get me a fourty or pour me some The watch on my wrist, that even exist A lot of pissed people from appointments I've missed
I dissed and their Mom for spite 'Cause barkin', but nobody ever bites Your talkin' loud, nothin' Get you Dad, get cousin Go and get your boy 'cause as big as a house Now take your ass clickin' and get the fuck out (Fuck out)
I'm the estranged, I got domains states I live in plush hotels them hourly rates I do big plates eight a day The crew be livin' large at the bay
Got a way with the and now I'm lookin' to scramble about to ass out on a no good gamble Could handle anythin', but I ain't down for So before slides Somebody's choked
I'm a no good freak, tweak skin rashes I lose a little love everyday that passes Ain't a masochistic, statistic Vocabulary, I'm a very shy And get this, some say I changed
I'm the motherfucker with the same old name A little extra and extra cash, see You could fuck me, but don't put it me You wanna bash me and got no I can lay up in the Caymans for straight seasons (Wee)
I a punk, I refuse to be I live for is, not what used to be all up in the past, that's ash what I say "I'm all about today and I'm die that way"