whole room full of chicks You running while I'm gunning 'cause you a bitch I heard niggas talking like they going to dead mines I got enough guns we
to get you wind up, box, then find her Scratch, we got 'em sized up, and when the east is in the house You, you, you, you, you [ Watch Ya Mouth lyrics
never know I'm there... [Billy Flynn] Oh, l didn't see you. Sit down. Look, Andy, i'm afraid i'm gotta hit you hard. i can only hope you would think
'all getting a dime of this rap money, you crazy I'm hungry and I can't pump no more, I'm lazy I never did like you, I really don't know you And just
don't mean shit, I'm ready to turn it on any time Specially when I come to shoot I'm a loon and I'ma have that damn nine Only you some nigga dying To
Did you think you were gonna get off scott-free? Don't you know there's no getting over me? Mmmm You think this break up won't affect you If you just
I keep the club jumping jumping like my girl Beyonce Silen suits looking cute with the matching boots I'm getting loochie ass juicy getting a passion fruit You know my click
I'm gone To all my niggaz locked up, I hope y'all come home That's why I'm praying everyday, when I wake up I look around, God blessed me with great stuff
in a fish tank I'm getting money man what the fuck a bitch think young soulja got my speakers going MC Hammer like Rick Ross bitch I think I'm MC Hammer
[sample: 'The Killer'] Then who will beat him? I don't know, you know I can't reveal that sort of thing to you Well I haven't got my money yet [Intro
I flip in my slab I'm fin to beat they back off, like I was legs Sitting low and tinted on chrome, gangstafied till I'm finished I'm bout to diminish
for me and bitch I'm on a health kick Psycho bitches are self-destructive, weak, and helpless I'm done with you Bitch, now you can let somebody else
that Houston Texas, where we bigger but we badder I'm a Southern nigga, you could see it in my swagger I could go commercial, but I won't cause I would
you in a couple of days [Verse Two] I'm sorry for all I'm sorrys that came too late I'm sorry for the times that I went away but yo, I'm still here cus
yo I'm V.I.P. Niggaz and bitches be eyein me I'm spontaneous, I'm wreckin brothers out the frame Because I'm dangerous I'm well known like Keith Murray
that I can't lose, So every time I start slippin' ego's start trippin', I focus real hard and levitate just like I'm GOD, And I'm livin' lovely, I'm
the croke-adile, see ya'll niggaz chokin' now Know my style, you know I style, get money poster-child Crip, piece, I swear you should come over child
When I see you I'm a drop you Get slugged and get drugged My niggas I'll hustle to pay the judge Got you when I spot you I should pop you Even the boss