| All the niggas was, buck, buckin' in the crowd
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| And all the ladies was, scream, screamin' out loud
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| Go number 1
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| Brian, Baby, Bizzy, Bubba
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| Go number 1
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| Old ig-nant motherfucker
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| Verse 1: (Baby)
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| (Come on, you ridin' this dick)
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| Yo, fuck being a prince
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| I’m the king of the south
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| It’s the birdman daddy stick the gag in ya mouth
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| It’s the, Boss Hog, known Big Dawg
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| The boss of the ghetto and I ball like a Dawg
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| You see that, four pound, ga-round, and round
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| Round banana clip and I shut your hood down
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| See I floss like Jewelry (stay broke like Woodie)
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| It’s the number 1 daddy, look for carpet and pully
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| See I shine like feet, 23's for me
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| 24's on the truck and leave on dub streets
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| See I wipe a bitch down
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| Then dribble on the ho
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| And touch her from her head, from her waist to her toe
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| Now buckle up Ma it’s time to ride out
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| G-waggin' daddy, I keeps it down south
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| Escalade truck, in the back, and it’s nasty
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| Cut it on the side, switch it out, and it’s a Caddy
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| Verse 2: (Baby)
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| Let me holla at these niggas that went out bad
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| They jumped in the magazine and showed they ass
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| But it ain’t nothin' but stunna to bust a nigga ass
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| When I jumped off the porch, y’all were still on the grass (Biotch)
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| Nigga gave me a shot and gave me a gun
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| Fresh loaded the gun and told me have some fun
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| But A, A- the B-I the I-I
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| You motherfucka! |
| (Fucka)
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| Suck a d-iock
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| You Motherfucka! |
| (Fucka)
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| Ba- Ba- Bubba Motherfucka !
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| Them hoes be sayin' (Women: You a dirty motherfucka)
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| See the pipes, rims, cars, the chrome
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| The jewels, the ice, ears, the arm
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| The Fendi, the Louie, the Gucci, the berry
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| The swine, the mink, let’s get it together
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| The prowler, the swade, the jacket, the leather
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| Headliner, rebot, tailor made sweaters
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| The guns, the pistol, automatic niggas
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| Ak, nine Glocks, mack 11 niggas
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| It’s the princess cuts, round shaped diamonds
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| You betta understand because these hoes all minors (You better Biotch!)
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| It’s the Ma- Ma- Mannie Mannie Fresh nigga (The fuck with this nigga!)
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| Disrespect, you get the Smith and Western nigga!
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| Spin yo block on 24's nigga
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| Woman: Stunna Stunna
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| Baby: I’m known to havin' hoes nigga!
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| Verse 3: (Baby)
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| I went from, teach to streets, to solvin' this beef
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| Nigga gave me my shot, November the nuts ski
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| Aye aye 19 that is (Woooo)
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| See them tattoo tears
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| See I’m a known deep boy with the dope in the frig
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| It’s me Lac and Stone and all my kids
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| Ridin' round town in that brand new Jig (Woooooo Weeeee!)
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| Jaguar that is
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| See I’m world wide grindin' and I’m tryin' to live
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| You know how it is when you got the kids
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| You gots to go home and get it how you live
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| Ain’t got no money so you pick at eye lids
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| Turn around the corner and you askin' why
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| You fought everybody cause you stupid ass high
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| Asked mom for money you dumb motherfucka (fucka)
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| She find out in jail and you back this summa (summa) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song #1 , by - Big Tymers. Song from the album Hood Rich, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп