Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Retarded, artist - Webbie. Date of issue: 04.07.2005
Song language: English
Retarded |
| I’m stackin, rappin but if I just so happened |
| Was it I probably would be posted up thuggin, sellin crack or somethin |
| I had to leave it alone cause the rats are something |
| Look like my return won’t be long |
| The streets keep asking for me |
| Young savage on the mound game ova now |
| I’m in Houston and A Town wheres the motherfuckin crown |
| I don’t have no fuckin friends |
| I’m solo now |
| Put my trust and my mack 10 bitch don’t let me down |
| Coloaborate |
| Just fuck wit them that’s makin me sick |
| Spoil bitches don’t want share |
| So I’m taking this shit |
| I’m a 110 street cat and had my back against the hope |
| No money, no love, just tears, weed, blood, and hoes |
| I’m like slim these niggas don’t feel my pain |
| A ninty-nine problems and but a bitch ain’t one |
| Ghetto stories, gangsta musik, thank big labels ain’t come |
| Shitd we just trying see which one |
| BITCH! |
| I’m so retarded |
| And I’m gon all hard and |
| My game mutheafuckin bitch brains up |
| And I just getting started |
| They hate to see a nigga ballin |
| They rather see a nigga coughin |
| But rap money, street money I’m gon see money |
| Bitch nigga regardless |
| If the shit ain’t funny den I can’t grin |
| And if it don’t make money it don’t make sense |
| And If you really ain’t bout nothing |
| You better zip your lips |
| Cause around here stuntin nigga emp yo clip |
| Man My grand so ridickuless You can call me the clips |
| And I slap all my bitches you can call me a pimp |
| I’m like the hood candy lady |
| I got them chips |
| I got hoes wit J. Lo faces and Beyonce hips |
| 2 home boys doin 7 can’t wait till the touch |
| So many people up in heaven dat I miss so much |
| Vest up up wit my chest and stomach not becuz I’m scared |
| But no they coming I hope they don’t shoot for my head |
| 18 riding lacks nigga |
| How you hate dat? |
| Do it big bad bitch give me dat shake back nigga |
| Yall ain’t got do shit |
| Just leave it to me Push record for yo boy and lay back and kick up yo beat |
| Turn up the beat |
| A pen paper give me one sheet put a barcode on it |
| Distribute this heat |
| I got the biggest fuckin bug buzzin in this streets |
| I know you heard a young savage Trill E-N-T |
| But you forgot bout me |
| Thought I was gone where I’m gone go |
| I run this mother fucker |
| I’m the spice in the gumbo |
| I’m bout my fuckin paper man dats all I fuckin want more |
| You gone gets wats mine |
| Oh no, you a dumb ho |
| Still good, still can get you rite on the down low |
| It never snow in Baton Rouge |
| I’m the nigga wit the snow |
| 2 let y’all niggas do y’all thang so I hope y’all been gettin it |
| Wat up playa |
| I’m the new mayor of the city nigga |