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I'm Bout It Soundtrack lyrics
Come on lyrics Bitch I'm a hard head nigga So don't ask me I know a gang of motherfuckers say they gone blast me Catch me dippin to some screw Attitude rude, drippin sweat, about to finger-fuck this tech I leave em stretch reaching for a rifle Got him a pump before a nigga to duck to duck I ain't no punk nigga this be mine for cease before them chippers and cheese see we thievs Give me some Valumes and some Robuttus and watch me do it Dip my cancer stick into some imbalming fluid Show your I.D then pass it right back to me cousin cause see I'm a minor and these wet daddies got your partner sweating like drippy ass vagina Let me up in this bitch-ass club security or me and my guys gone bum rush these doors make it so it won't be no more rap shows Yeah that's what I thought I see wall to wall hoes bitches everywhere all over the place niggas tippin off the green marble just so hoes can sit on the face (Distorted come on) A funky lesson number one My own don't be in no mess Number two when it's confidential hold it on your chest Number three ( three ) don't be fuckin with me Number four no more toe to toe the only way to let these motherfuckers no is to flex Wip they ass up leave em' bleeding like a cotex Boy we one tight bad ass clique Niggas in my outfit gone be rappin rollin over sticks , spillin beans tattle tellin We be thievin, caniving they way that we surviving No this bitch that's ballin and tonight's she's callin Wantin to know " What's up B when we gone work it up" If we can go kick it and smoke Get her keyed as hell and maybe hit a hotel I'm on my cell thinkin yeah I'm cool with that Hit the Kit-Kat and get her sprees before I get he f cheese Pimpin is a game and I'm lovin to flirt while my fingers up her tennis skirt (Distorted come on's) Bitch I'm dedicated you know, to this mob shit Talk back , fuck that get your jaw split Raw spit , that's what you niggas pay me for A Hundred Thousand fuckin off down in Vegas Hoe And you know we the one to get the function bumpin No shit we the clique bullshit ain't nothin See you fuckin with some fools niggas with no rules mobbin in they old schools bitch ?? With the windows up man with the heat on heat on Man we in a land tacked out funked in a hamsac smokin on ?? I say it said producing rapping hustlin that's my bread and butter You niggas better hurry up cause there's money in this motherfucker (money in this moneyfucker) Reverend is so hard to find like good boy's Cause shit be droppin have your ass pissin yellow discharge taking tetracycline Other I'm Bout It Soundtrack lyrics: Meal Ticket lyrics Situation on Dirty lyrics What Cha Think lyrics How You Do Dat lyrics Don't Mess Around lyrics If I Could Change lyrics Faces of Death lyrics Down and Dirty lyrics Much Love lyrics Pushin Inside You lyrics Before I Die lyrics For Realz lyrics Lock Down lyrics Heat lyrics Murder Murder lyrics Ride 4 U lyrics That Thing is on lyrics Who's Who lyrics Cops Runnin' After Ya lyrics Game Tight lyrics Why They Wanna See Me Dead lyrics |