Lirieke:
Field Mob Other

He's so messed up, I heard He's been locked up by somebody else He ain't nothing but a thug So what So what So what So what [Verse 1: Field Mob] And

Ladies and gentlemen Jazze Pha, Field Mob, Ciara, Superstar DJs Here we go They say, he do a little of this, he do a little of that He's always in trouble

I began to car to my man ridle Who had a some moving on I thought he wouldn't know That's my dying where are the others nammy you beat And kept driven

, no doubt We used to havin' nothin', then grabbin' somethin' and bustin' Wanted to be the thug nigga, that my old man wasn't I came to a field, catchin

I began to car to my man ridle Who had a some moving on I thought he wouldn't know That's my dying where are the others nammy you beat And kept driven

Ladies and gentlemen Jazze Pha, Field Mob Ciara, Superstar DJ's Here we go They say he do a little this, he do a little that He always in trouble and

other night, you'd be at home waitin' on me, yeah (What's goin' on?) Any other night, you'd be actin' like a bugaboo, ooh (What's goin' on?) Any other

your block selling rock cocaine Georgia boy from the south spit when I talk Smack when I eat from the field pimp when I walk Whoa, 'lil daddy he ain't even not ready Field Mob

(with T-Pain feat. Smoke from Field Mob) [T-Pain & Smoke - Chorus] And you if give a fuck that your friends stuck up and she don't wanna mess up her