accepted That what? That life is hectic [Outro:] [Chorus -- 4X] Niggas gots to do what they gotta do, to get a bill YaknowhatI'msayin? Cuz we can't
Like This, Hey! Bring It Back, Bring It Back... [x4] [Unk:] You Rindin Big? Bring It Back! Hit Da Mall, Jump Fresh, Spendin Stacks. Bring It Back. Hitin' Clubs, Drinkin Goose
I?ma take my time, where the gangstas at? And you can still post the wall, ***** holla back Grey Goose and yak, ***** filled wit kush I?m getting jiggy wit it smokin? on that George Bush Step! 4, 3
slow down baby its the president you know you got to go down and make sure you swallow it all cause im so low down she bust 3 i bust 1 so that equals 4
oogie til ya just can't boogie no more Chorus: We can't boogie no more....(boogie) boogie no more(boogie) we can't boogie no more(boogie) (yeah) boogie no more(boogie) (lemme hear ya boogie) Verse 4
and sip she rocks her hips then wave and sip she rock her hips she rock her hips she rock her hips then wave and sip (repeat) [verse 3] i like it when
you bout 2 get your ass beat [Chorus 16x] Whoop That Trick (Get 'em) [Verse 3] I came 2 bust a nigga's head Leave him bloody red Fighting 4 his life
pour them up Exotic, what we rollin' up Patron, Goose,or Hennessy They got it, I'ma drank it up I'm always wearin' Polo Nigga, I'm Ralph Lauren mascot Cake on Debit, I don't
1, 2, 3, 4 Soon the pines will be falling everywhere Village children fight each other for a share And the 6:09 goes roaring past the creek Deacon Lee
was too loud I told her come here Girl get out this crowd And uhh Bring your team Come fu*k with my team (travey) Tell the waitress 4 bottles of goose
of speach But I still couldn't reach, the tall glass of milk On the table, my lyrics were stable But still I wasn't able to get it I didn't sweat it,
fixing to get 3, 4 g's to flatter my shows so fuck where you from and fuck who you wit if it ain't about paper then it ain't about shit HOOK
I creep and turn ya projects into Collumbine And I'm rap's MVP Don't make me remind ya'll what happened in D.C. This nigga ain't Gotti, he pretend Mad
it look easy on the dance floor Everybody here wana ring her bell All the preety boys on her but she aint feelin that She need a gangsta don't you see
in friends don't let friends drive drunk Girl I'm your designated driver buckle up girl cuz I'm takin u home tonight (Verse 2) Omarion:I got a t-shirt waitin 4
wat I tell her. (Voice): I told her hop in, friends don't let friends drive drunk.Hop in friends don't
Bo] We stand tall, like Manute Bol with bigger balls than RuPaul Strapped with 4-4's down to execute all y'all Don't want to see us niggas on a mission
baby And no matter what we do (Ya know ya mine baby) If it ain't my dogs, I ain't fuckin' with 'em, shit Bitches ain't my crew? I ain't fuckin' with '