Webbie

<i>[Verse 1 - Webbie]</i>
Couldn't wait to get more shit from Trill E-N-T huh
Bad Azz and Young Savage keep it so street huh
but we been doin this for awhile but it ain't sleep time
gotta send these motherfuckers platinum two or three times
we fly in cloud nine,who'd ever figure we pop
and it be me in the ole drop and the rims don't stop
Yeah a nigga came up,sixty thousand on the watch
but they got niggas still stuck,and a nigga ain't forgot
alot of niggas gettin shot so keep yo pistol
I ain't twenty one yet I still keep this one
and if you got love for him watch yo nigga
you can let him slip,I'm tellin you this you gon'miss him
I love ole girl,but been a minute since I kissed her
but she keep it real so knowin her she ain't trippin
slowed up on drank,and I don't get too tipsy
cause bein off guard in B-R is too risky
ask me what I want up out of life,be specific
money,power,my niggas-Yeah that'll be teriffic
but it's really all a dream that's why I'm just livin'
Ya'll mind too little to even feel what I'm spittin
Ya'll haters'll kill to be sittin where I'm sittin
I'm just so real that's how I'm gettin it how I'm gettin it
you can say what you want,but money talks-stop whisperin
Trill,Young Savage ain't doin damage-ya'll silly

<i>[Chorus - Webbie]</i>
I'm 2 smooth-you can't do it like this
you ain't foolish like this,jewels like this
pool like this,I ain't full yet I ain't with the bullshit (on the real...check me out)
I'm 2 smooth-like how you walk like that
talk like that,all soft like that
I'm a straight Mack,Cutless or Maybach
hop in lay back,I'm a bring you straight back-I'm 2 smooth

<i>[Verse 2 - Webbie]</i>
Young Savage,big dog status
Judge Johnson let my big dog have it
can't sleep bad dreams,I ain't never had shit
so you can come and try me,I'm blastin
didn't smoke cigs,now I need another pack shit
bad nerves I think I get it from my Daddy
straight factory ain't even get the(?daverns?)
a hundred fifty gotta nigga neck flashin
nigga know me well every hood I pass in
V-12 under the hood I'm smashin
I done seen good,nigga I done seen bad shit
heart full of heart,full of Purp got me laughin
06 and 07's all Webbie's,I ain't laughin
Young Savage comin ready ever album
bounce up in the club no shirt,no hassle
lookin for a gutta bitch,I see her I'ma snatch her

<i>[Chorus - Webbie]</i>
I'm 2 smooth-you can't do it like this
you ain't foolish like this,jewels like this
pool like this,I ain't full yet I ain't with the bullshit (on the real...check me out)
I'm 2 smooth-like how you walk like that
talk like that,all soft like that
I'm a straight Mack,Cutless or Maybach
hop in lay back,I'm a bring you straight back-I'm 2 smooth

<i>[Verse 3 - Webbie]</i>
A nigga had a blast last night
man I was smokin big blunts,countin big money all last night
got alittle ass last night from somethin tight and right
the way she suck pipe,think she was mixed with white
D ain't wanna change hoes,so I switched with Mike
it ain't nothin to a nigga,ya lil'bitch,ya wife
all them stories niggas sayin better get shit right
I'm Young Savage,Trill fam in this bitch for life
that ain't right,hatin cause we ain't livin the same life
you fight ya ole lady,I fuck her the same night
my ring and that shit you be drivin the same price
nigga you ain't never seen real diamonds in real life
ya'll fake ass little rappers I'm watch ya shit
half of ya'll talkin about it and ain't really did it
I never say you little niggas name cause I'm really serious
get to trippin we can wild out like Tupac and Biggie

<i>[Chorus Till End]</i>

Trill Entertainment nigga mic check, Webbie and Boosie
Ya heard me, this how its goin down nigga, check it out
Back up bitch, back up bitch, back up
C'mon, trill entertainment
Yo hood can't fuck with mine

Now I know, that you ain't really bout that shit that you be talkin' about
And you be just runnin' ya mouth but you'll get knocked out, drug out the club house
Showin' up with yo thugs, me and my thugs'll make yo thugs bounce
I, suggest that you respect it, disrespect Ill have to check it and when I check it gets hectic
You don't want no savage doin no damage to yo section,
While I fuck yo baby mama she say fuck my babydaddy
If a nigga wants some static let'em have that's the G-Code,
Since 94' I been throwed up in beast mode
Street life is all I know, sellin yo money,
Cars and clothes run for real don't fuck with hoes, unload and reload
We G's y'all hoes, y'all ain't ready to swang with us,
Since youngstas growin' up y'all people wouldn't let y'all hang with us
Yo people prolly 'don't play with guns boy they dangerous',
My peeps don't play with guns they stay with guns and I slang 'em

Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up
Back up back up back up bitch back up
Bitch back up back up back up
Bitch back up
Back up back up back up bitch back up
Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up
Back up back up back up bitch back up
Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up
Back up back up back up bitch back up

Now when I enter this bitch I was ready to get off in my some shit,
Cause I love my hood and I'm a represent in this bitch
Now in the parkin lot,
I had that for glock
Ready that jig goin' keep me hype when I be watchin' over Webbie
In my city A.P. glocks and Smith and Weston,
Thugs who be second guessin' them the ones who be restin'
God gave me a blessin, told me get the crowd crunk,
Say Boo don't change yo style give the crowd what they want (look)
Now I'm that rumble in the jungle 2004 Hummer stunna,
My momma she still wonder why her sons a young gunner
Back back, back back, get out my way let me mob,
All that poppin' in a nigga played out in 95'

Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up
Back up back up back up bitch back up
Bitch back up back up back up
Bitch back up
Back up back up back up bitch back up
Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up
Back up back up back up bitch back up
Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up
Back up back up back up bitch back up

I see y'all actin nigga, oh yeah y'all act a fool,
Betta' stop that actin' lil' savage'll beat you black and blue
I been abused you gotta excuse my attitude,
Plus I been smokin' Hy-dro and drinkin' yak and bruise
I been a fool out here packin tools s
Ince middle school
I been a fool I had the most lud up in the school,
A phone book a referrals I ain't follow no rules
Be quite in class, don't act back and raise ya hands was old rules
I skipped the class act the ass and sold some crack to white dudes
Between class smoked Kools and big blunts before school
Straight up, many niggas glad I ain't go to your school,
Played them hoes I woulda played you like a hoe too
That's tat boy I don't, he start fights erywhere he goes to,
But proudly I don't give a fuck, try me I'll fight you
Hold up back up a bit you fuckin' up my white shoes,
Alright I ask you once, bitch move!

Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up
Back up back up back up bitch back up
Bitch back up back up back up
Bitch back up
Back up back up back up bitch back up
Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up
Back up back up back up bitch back up
Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up
Back up back up back up bitch back up

The girl be cooking and cleaning and cleaning and cooking
She be constantly douching and cleaning her pussy
And when she step on the scene everybody be looking
And to get in them jeans everybody be wishing
But she only want players who far from rookie
And if you ain't got the cake
Can't play with the nookie
Her titties sitting pretty and she soft as a cushion
If you try to holla she might holla she tooken
And she walk like a bad bitch talk like a bad bitch
And go and get her hair and shit fixed is a habit
Now bad bitch go and buy Finch more than average
And bad bitches get to take trips with the savage
Can never tell a bad bitch a freak she too classy
But shit I can tell from her lips that she nasty
Expensive ass pant-ses grip to them asses
She mean as a pitbull sweet like care-bear

[Chorus]
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)


Now see I can impress a bad bitch the girl gon smile
Caress the bad bitch now the girl gon wild
I'll feed it and treat it like that's my child
Then freak it up and beat it up and that's my style
You get a lot of head when your bread in piles
Cause I'm on right now and I'm saying that loud
A trifling ass bitch make the big dog growl
A bad ass bitch make the big dog proud
Which one is the baddest
That's the one I'm having
The with no kids or just one baby daddy
And she ain't hard-headed
Can listen and respect it
And you ain't a bad bitch if you got bad credit
A thong and press-ons and know how to cook neckbones
I want the MVP with that throwback dress on
Don't like to get dirty and don't mind working
And she don't mind giving me some mouth and lip service

[Chorus]

Now make yourself seen
Cause you a bad bitch
Girl you a bad bitch
Yeah you a bad bitch

Now show your ass off
Cause you a bad bitch
Girl you a bad bitch
Yeah you a bad bitch

Man I love them bad bitches with them sexy ass tattoos
Them bad bitches with them bad bitches attitudes
She a damn a fool got a crib she'll let me camp
Make sure her nigga stay filled with them foodstamps
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T do you know what that mean man
Own damn house flossed out big screen man
I bring the whole hundred shit what you gon do for me man
Look at her own income she a beast man
Bad bitches holla business first then streets man
She ain't crying over no nigga she ain't weak man
The kinda bitch that put a real nigga on his feet man

[Chorus:Repeat x2]

Come here fa sho
Trill Entertainment nigga
I'm Webbie nigga
My name ain't Weebie ya heard me
Get it right
Mouse on the track
2004 this my year right chea
I'm out this bitch
I need a bad bitch
That's a bad bitch

The girl be cooking and cleaning and cleaning and cooking
She be constantly douching and cleaning her pussy
And when she step on the scene everybody be looking
And to get in them jeans everybody be wishing
But she only want players who far from rookie
And if you ain't got the cake
Can't play with the nookie
Her titties sitting pretty and she soft as a cushion
If you try to holla she might holla she tooken
And she walk like a bad bitch talk like a bad bitch
And go and get her hair and shit fixed is a habit
Now bad bitch go and buy Finch more than average
And bad bitches get to take trips with the savage
Can never tell a bad bitch a freak she too classy
But shit I can tell from her lips that she nasty
Expensive ass pant-ses grip to them asses
She mean as a pitbull sweet like care-bear

[Chorus]
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Now that's a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)


Now see I can impress a bad bitch the girl gon smile
Caress the bad bitch now the girl gon wild
I'll feed it and treat it like that's my child
Then freak it up and beat it up and that's my style
You get a lot of head when your bread in piles
Cause I'm on right now and I'm saying that loud
A trifling ass bitch make the big dog growl
A bad ass bitch make the big dog proud
Which one is the baddest
That's the one I'm having
The with no kids or just one baby daddy
And she ain't hard-headed
Can listen and respect it
And you ain't a bad bitch if you got bad credit
A thong and press-ons and know how to cook neckbones
I want the MVP with that throwback dress on
Don't like to get dirty and don't mind working
And she don't mind giving me some mouth and lip service

[Chorus]

Now make yourself seen
Cause you a bad bitch
Girl you a bad bitch
Yeah you a bad bitch

Now show your ass off
Cause you a bad bitch
Girl you a bad bitch
Yeah you a bad bitch

Man I love them bad bitches with them sexy ass tattoos
Them bad bitches with them bad bitches attitudes
She a damn a fool got a crib she'll let me camp
Make sure her nigga stay filled with them foodstamps
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T do you know what that mean man
Own damn house flossed out big screen man
I bring the whole hundred shit what you gon do for me man
Look at her own income she a beast man
Bad bitches holla business first then streets man
She ain't crying over no nigga she ain't weak man
The kinda bitch that put a real nigga on his feet man

[Chorus:Repeat x2]

Come here fa sho
Trill Entertainment nigga
I'm Webbie nigga
My name ain't Weebie ya heard me
Get it right
Mouse on the track
2004 this my year right chea
I'm out this bitch
I need a bad bitch
That's a bad bitch

(Intro)
whoa wuz up world this ya boy fresh and im fina give you some pimformation about the stiuation ya heard only holla at the bad bitches and im put
your number in my chicktionary ya heard and i'll and i got the next wit a bad ass cunt let me see if yall catch the voicesurprise yall

(verse 1)
yeah you think you all that dont cha caint nobody tell you shit you the shit everybody with a dick want you keep your hair and nails did up bet
you aint even got no kids oh you do you keep your kids up you go to school wat you going for to be a nuse lawyer a teacher do hair or what you aint even
got an old man hu oh you do do he spoil you give ya everything you ask for so ya point you a lady not a trap or slut not a freak you just like to back
your ass up ya mommy aint raised a dummy yous a fan but so the street fame and the money you could pass up keep on danceing im starting to understand ya
so you the type to make them hoes put they man up the fresh white tenne shoes or the sandles make a nigga lose maners gotdamn it.

(chorus:)
come here bitch come here bitch bitch come here bitch come here bitch (hollar at a pimp) come here bitch come here bitch bitch come here bitch
come here bitch bitch (ya nigga is a whimp) come here bitch come here bitch bitch come here bitch come here bitch bitch (i'll take you to the crib) come
here bitch come here bitch bitch come here bitch come here bitch bitch (were a trill nigga live)

(verse 2)
you say you got your shit strait you aint worried bout no man takein care of you you gone git yours any way thick girl pretty face big thighs
skinny waist dont really do the club you just hered that it was jiggalatin aint never been to jail couldnt take that cell dont smoke&nbsp;? caint take that
smell smoke a lil color but a nigga couldn.t tell jiggle like a stripper but the cooche aint for sale your heart you never gave cause a nigga waasnt real


never felt played cause you can't play a playa instead of gettin hurt you rather chill so you chillin rather be alone then have him playin wit your
fealings im peepin how you actin&nbsp;? like you aint wit it actin like you some kind of virgin i kinda digg it cause i aint one of them them clowns around
that be bullshittin neva slippin keep playin ima get it cause you sexy

(chorus)

(verse 3)
remind me of the movie playas club im tellin ya face like dimond shape like ebony&nbsp;? one arched eybrows with a belly ring doing an old crazy ass
dance that i aint ever seen bet you took an hour tyring to squezze that ass up in them jeans is that your real hair or is you stunting come here let me
see ass out spittin butin open hold up better beeyes all low from all the smoke and i can bearly see ass break a hard dick in half girl marry me you like
this song hu young savage im the man to be im from louisiana but&nbsp;????? i'l get some shit on camra you would never want your man to see me grippin your ass
cheaks pussy drippin water suckin boots and kikin screamin webbie f**k me harder your id on the dresser rite outside the camcorder and every body pisse in
the toilet im retarteded

(chorus)

(outro)
ay ay ay respect it pimpin picture me and yo bitch name on my licen plateon the front of my cutlus you heard me and yo hoe starin me and yo hoe
picture me and yo bitch at my crib on my posterpidict bed with the sleep number 16 matress stiff and im giving her big long hard country dick yeah respect that

Young Savage, I gotta give it to 'em
Come on, crank it up, crank it up, crank it up

Say hello to tha nigga dat came from nuttin'
Now I got boo koo whips, boo koo chips
Boo koo clips, I'm thuggin'
Everywhere I go I get hoes, my girl be buggin'
And I fuck wit nuttin' but killas nigga I ain't bluffin'

The block hot like dat got damn oven
My team got weight we steaks y'all chicken McNuggets
Death right around tha corna comin' for me it ain't nuttin'
I'm out chea wit a machine somethin' dats green somethin'

But I be clean as a whistle dou
Come on playa get ya hoe, she tryin' to kiss me
Like we standin' unda the missletoe
Bogaurdin' dat pussywhole, man, we had dat same bitch
At da six suckin' dick doin' tootsie roll

Mane y'all lil bitches ain't shit couldn't make 10 Gs
If one of deez niggas gave y'all a brick
Y'all fakin' y'all shit, imitatin' my hits
I'm takin' ova what a nigga got to say about da shit

Stop playin', man, I hope you lil niggas ready
I heard da streets out hea yellin' for Webbie, I'm tellin' you nigga
Stop playin', y'all nigga betta get on ya shit
Or get you some bricks or get you a hit get serious
'cause I'm sayin', the Savage work to hard for dis I'ma get to da top of
Tha list regaurdless pussy bitch hold up
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up, nigga
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up

I'll leave one of y'all lil rap niggas stankin' before this rap I was hangin'
What da fuck y'all lil rap niggas thankin'
While you was gettin' ya grades up
I was gettin' my change up a gangsta armed and dangerous

Dey tellin' me commercial my flow but Bun be said, "No
Keep it gutta lil nigga, don't change it up"
Y'all pussy niggas hang it up hollin' trill y'all ain't us
Boo gave me a light and a mike told me crank it up

Partna I got ya you just chill and watch me take over dat streets have And dees niggas freaks jockin'
We been distributers so let's distrub hits and profits
I'm all real so ain't no way in hell dey can stop us

Leave my niggas da blocks and get dis legal money poppin'
And ride and smoke doja dat potion da top droppin'
Da heat unda the seat rims spinnin' all chrome
TVs fliippin' cell phone and I ain't lyin' dat nigga on

Stop playin', man, I hope you lil niggas ready
I heard da streets out hea yellin' for Webbie, I'm tellin' you nigga
Stop playin', y'all nigga betta get on ya shit
Or get you some bricks or get you a hit get serious
'cause I'm sayin', the Savage work to hard for dis I'ma get to da top of
Tha list regaurdless pussy bitch hold up
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up, nigga
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up

I'm in da streets like dem yellow lines or a new SUV
I'm in da hood all da time like a burned CD
Some G Nikes or some Jays or some fresh ass rees
Hard, soft, pills, weed, rain, snow, hail, sleet

And I ain't goin' home until everythang gone
It don't neva take long, I keep orders on my phone
Wit a sick click wit me wit a big clip wit me
Wit dat good white pretty big zip 650

I'm da eat on da streets a beast on da beats
Da puzzle to the piece dey need to make dis industry complete
I'll run it so neat, so fresh, so clean
I can go on any street no vest wearin' bling

I'm trill young savage, I do my thing straight
No king no prince no queen
And I'ma leave it right dea
Wish a nigga get crunk
I ain't shootin' no curves no slurs straight pumps

Stop playin', man, I hope you lil niggas ready
I heard da streets out hea yellin' for Webbie, I'm tellin' you nigga
Stop playin', y'all nigga betta get on ya shit
Or get you some bricks or get you a hit get serious
'cause I'm sayin', the Savage work to hard for dis I'ma get to da top of
Tha list regaurdless pussy bitch hold up
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up, nigga
Crank it up, crank it up, crank it up

What you mad now?
Cuz i done made it, laugh now!
You doin bad now?
I thought you was a big timer!
You a trip nigga
You just a buncha lip nigga
Why that shit so little and all the diamonds missin?
Where the hood street shit?
Show me where the G shit
Where the gutter holes be and nobody gone see shit
Hit the purple main up, man i need a complete zip!
And if i catch you anywhere i can hit, you gettin' ripped

Verse 1, Webbie

I had to&nbsp;? at the club
And i didn't even know her
I just looked her in her eyes
And i could tell that she was sober
That's a problem, bought some bottles
We started blowin and pourin
She got to bouncin and twerkin, my dick it start gettin hard
The lights and 'em got 'em movin my shit it start glissen hard
Told niggas that got to lookin i'm muggin them bitches hard
Already smoked about a half of dat shit i was trippin hard
So i made sure my niggaz was straight
And kept her goin

CHORUS
First night! Watch diz nigga do it every time
First night! Probably get to even let my nigga get a try
First night! Oh come on suck it i know it's your first time
First night! I just hit 'em and forget 'em I ain't lyin!
2x

Verse 2, Webbie
Ugly hoes stand wide bad bitches come and talk to me
I don't really talk a lotta shit my appearance talk fo me
I don't like relationships cuz i dun really wanna fuss
I love me thighs and hips to grip when i be cuttin some
Me, i'm quick to nuttin some
I know you clowns trippin' out
Until you find out that it's yo bitch mouf i'm talkin bout
Real feel this shit cuz
On the beach just chillin out
Six puerto rican hoochies just me, boos, and rick ross
Bet a hundred on that Saints game
Kinda pissed off i just lost
She ate nuts i cheered up
Nigga feel her this bitch soft
I call soon as you go to work
I leave right when you get off
I stay there when you ain't home
I'm the nigga behind them prank calls
I fuck hoes, i touch them, i'm out shit, i'm bout dat
I count toes, i flow hoes, i slang hoes, these skank hoes
Head first, a fo sho, and bread first, a no no
To the room after my show, don't wanna go then don't worry

Chorus 2x

Verse 3, Mouse
I met a cutie with a booty, and she was kinda groovy
She woulda gave it to me if i took her to the movies (Yup!)
Then I met Pam, straight outta Birmingham
She says she&nbsp;? but she did the whole fam (Yup!)
Can't forget Ashley, yea she get nasty
Chopped her on campus right befo she changed classes (Yup!)
Freaks by the bundle, yea they act humble
But when they let the&nbsp;?, shit they will rumble
When I work that lumber, big cucumber
Hit you and forget you, you's a one hit wonder
When I work that lumber, big cucumber
Hit you and forget you, you's a one hit wonder
But if you work it good you can leave me your number
Hit the bedroom and make it shake like thunder
That girl ass phat but yours much more plumper
Girl don't waste a minute go on lemme hit it on tha

First night! Watch diz nigga do it every time
First night! Probably get to even let my nigga get a try
First night! Oh come on suck it i know it's your first time
First night! I just hit 'em and forget 'em I ain't lyin!
2x

(feat. Foxx & Pimp C)

[Chorus:]
I Stay Fly As A Eagle Mane, (Oooh)
Fresh Like Candy Paint, (Fresh)
Sharp As Razor Blade, (I'm Back Baby)
Gotta Stay Playa Made

[Webbie:]
A Couple Karats In Tha Illo's Dat Glist Glist Glist,
Gotta Momma Up In Hemming Dat I Miss Miss Miss,
I Ain't Use To Have Nuttin Now I'm Rich Rich Rich,
To Tha Bentley From Tha Cutlass Now They Piss Piss Piss,
We Blowin' Purp In Tha Front, They Pouring Yac In Tha Back,
A Couple Gats In Tha Back And Ain't None Of Us Gon' Rat,
If I Ain't Already Ripped 'Em, My Brotha Boosie Dun Flipped 'Em,
We Get High Like A Missile And We Be Clean As A Whistle,
I Lay Dat Dick Like A Winner, Jus' Ask My Girls In Virginia,
They Jus' Can't Stand When It's Soft And Wanna Scream (Ahhhhh) When It's In 'Em,
I Be With Pimp, We Be Pimpin, From San Francisco To Memphis,
I Cut Tha Baddest Of Bitches, And Then Fa' Get When I'm Finish, (Who?)
I Jus' Talk A Lil' Shit And Then It's A Hit When I'm Finished,
I Drop Tha Top When It's Pretty Or Pop Tha 6 In A Minute,
It's Savage Life Don't Fa' Get It, (Naw) Trill Fam In Tha Building,
We Gon' Need Some Mo' Space Cause Money Stack To Tha Ceilin' Yea

[Chorus: x2]
I Stay Fly As A Eagle Mane,
Fresh Like Candy Paint,
Sharp As Razor Blade,
Gotta Stay Playa Made

[Foxx:]
Who U Kno' Can Play Some Linen,
Been Gangsta Since Tha Beginning,
Stacy Adams Not Tha Tenni's And All My Woman Be Friendly,
Use To Shop At J.C. Penny's, But Now I Be On Some Playa Shit,
Use To Wear Dem J's But Now I Be On Dat Gata Shit,
Lookin Like A Million Some Niggas Be On Dat Hatin Shit,
We Gettin' Money Now Ya'll Niggas Be On Dat Lata Shit,
Fall Off In Tha Boat Shootin Dice With Niggas With Businesses,
Flyin' In Yo' Grandma Preaching, Can I Get A Witnesses,
Same Fella Use To Rock Tee's Now What Tha Difference Is,
Now I'm On Some Grown Man Shit And I Ain't Ignorant,
I Should Be In Ebony Takin' Pictures With Ebony,
And Steve Harvey Since I'm Not Yo' Average Celebrity,
I Mingle With Tha Richest, Took Pictures With Raw Bitches Dat U See On Television With A Ass Like Delicious,
Face Like Eve, Red Carpet Walking Bitches,
U Can't Keep Me Out Tha Mirror Cause I'm Cleaner Than Some Dishes

[Chorus: x2]
I Stay Fly As A Eagle Mane,
Fresh Like Candy Paint,
Sharp As Razor Blade,
Gotta Stay Playa Made

[Webbie:]
Now
We Got So Much Out Here To Lose And U Don't See 'Til U Copp,
And All Dem Dudes Don't Keep A G To Ya' Cop,
And I Remember, He Told Me Don't Stop,
Rest In Peace Boo I Owe U A Lot,
Got My Phone Called Boosie, Say Let's Go To Tha Top,
So My Lil' Dog Doin 5, I'm a Hold Him A Spot,
40 Thousand For Tha Bracelet Jus' To Go With Tha Watch,
Don't Disrespect Me, Give A Fuck Bout If U Kno' Me Or Not,
I'll Pull Up In A Mean One, U Ain't Never Seen One,
Tha Red One, Tha Black One, Tha Platinum, Tha Green One,
Ashley, Shanika, Or Keisha, Or Tina
A Front To Tha Back To A Face Full Of Seamen,
Real Life Street Nigga, Always Gon' Be One, (Always Gon' Be One)
Look Me In My Eyes, Guarantee Dey Gon' See One,
I'm Fly As A Eagle, UGK My People, I'm Trill Young Savage, Dat's One Thang About Me, I

[Chorus: x4]
I Stay Fly As A Eagle Mane,
Fresh Like Candy Paint,
Sharp As Razor Blade,
Gotta Stay Playa Made

[Webbie:] I'm Full Of Dat Shit
[Boosie:] I'm Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie:] I'm Full Of Dat Shit
[Boosie:] I'm Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie:] I'm Full Of Dat Shit
[Boosie:] I'm Full Of Dat Shit

[Webbie] Now if you ever catch me leanin to the side red eyes in my ride wit the music up high bad bitch up on my side I might be gettin on her ass or im
gettin on her thighs flag me down dont even try it
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] Now you might catch me wit my cutie riddin bumpin dat Boosie one hand on the wheel the otha hand on her coochie big stacks,big gats,Nextel
Motorolas doja afta doja
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie] In tha club by the bar wit my niggas we twistin gars spendin 50's wit my boys jumpin stompin makin noise on tha block servin junkies makin money
dumpin toys I aint in tha mood 4 it
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] We in tha club throwin bows pourin 4's blowin joes fresh clothes got a nigga head dro V.I.P doors is where we go when we go party dat ex got
us retarded (extasy)
Im Full of Dat Shit
[Webbie] Duckin off countin cheese wit Bossie in Tennessee red bitches on there knees suckin and catchin ceemen wit some dark lopes on the sun aint even
beamin you aint even tryna see me
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] Im in da room wit sumthin nasty big fine and sassy on top dat girl be actin she even call me daddy I hit her in tha caddy on tha way to the
classic fell asleep all in traffic
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie] In the room wit sumthin sexy caramel complexion both of us butt naked dont give it 2 me i'll take aint no time fo no cakin im stabbin it like im
Jason im swervin like im crazy
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] U can catch me by tha school zone wit my McKinley blue on wit a tool on that'll have you you you and you gone you niggaz hatin on a boy cuz
we Trill and we drink all nite
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie] Sharp as a bow-and-arrow 2 deep in da Camaro clutchin a double barrel hollin "bitch it dont matta" wit da class clown actin no sense n goin get
dat paddle dat'll have me actin badda
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] Im n da room wit Halle Berry I swear dis gurl Halle Berry cuz she shave around her cherry and she smile when she get ready and her people got
dat fetti we riddin heavy chevys gettin high err second
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie] On my way 2 da mall wit a bad lil broad slob all ova my balls she lickin em' through muh draws got my main mayne wit im hittin em' on tha phone
thats my motha fuckin dawg
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] I hit da stage buckin hard got tha whole club rockin Hennessy and Hypnotic got me thinkin bout tha projects stop it thats my goal nigga
errtime u see me im pourin 4's niggaIm Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie] Drivin on tha side walk in tha dark like i dont care flyin through tha stop signs like dem bitches wasnt dere steady bouncin 2 the ceilin spillin
Hennessy and beer be done shot ya in ya ear
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] Im in New Orlenes wit Lil Wayne platinum chains platinum women if the girl stick me then you know they come and get me they goin rub me they
goin lick me they goin keep a nigga smilin i cant stop wildin
Im Full Of Dat Shit

Yeah, trill entertainment young savage
I'm all the way gangsta
I heard they wanted G-shit
Well, I'ma G it to you nigga

Tell me what you know about me
W E be be I E
A K A trill E N T
Young S A V A G E nigga

In the streets that where I be that's where I'm at 'cause
That's where I was way before the fuckin' rap 'cause
Tryin' law cap get yo ass capped 'cause
Or in the muthafuckin' trunk behind the speakaz

I pack gatz like them old school beepaz
Bitch you got that work but you workin' them people, yeah
Talkin' shit like a hoe about me huh
So like a man I'ma murk you when I see ya

Catch yo bitch on that cell phone shoot up up her Nokia
You ain't stupid you got ears bitch you know I'm for real
Get that chainsaw and let you feel that pain that I feel
Slice yo ass all the way down from yo brain to yo ear

You want G-shit shit
You want G-shit shit
You want G-shit shit
You want G-shit shit

Well, I'ma give it to ya
Well, I'ma give it to ya
Well, I'ma give it to ya
Well, I'ma give it to ya

I'm about business nigga an' in the kitchen nigga
Got long bread I can hit you from long distance nigga
I'ma bad bitch getta, a picky picky nigga
Gotta have a straight face some ass and some titties nigga

I'ma untamed gorilla cut throat muthafucka
Threw my eighteen years I done pulled all types of hustles
You don't wanna start nothing 'cause the whole boot comin'
Might ass well ask Stevie Wonder nigga I ain't seen nothing

Fuck another nigga business I'ma mind my own
Before I get in another nigga shit I'ma find my own
Yeah, play with me and bullets slang like stones
Ain't no sense in wearing vestes 'cause those bullets catch domes

But'cha know my vest I never leave without that
Since them pussy ass niggas tried to shoot in my chest
We want that real gangsta shit that's what the real niggas stress
Put the savage in the mic it's a bet

You want G-shit shit
You want G-shit shit
You want G-shit shit
You want G-shit shit

Well, I'ma give it to ya
Well, I'ma give it to ya
Well, I'ma give it to ya
Well, I'ma give it to ya

I ain't at home unless I'm right where the block at
I keep a ghetto ass bitch out the projects
Don't sell weed 'cause I smoke it bitch I sell crack
Don't buy pussy 'cause it's free bitch I buy lacs

I got stacks 'cause I'm all about cake
Real niggas I done jacked real niggas bare face
Keep a muthafucka K, keep more than one clip
I'ma muthafuckin' playa I keep more than one bitch

The real deal so they steal my shit
It's all trill real rappers don't stop with these hits
It comes to real, I'm the realest, I'm the trill familylidist
You want gangsta shit so that's how you gone get it

You want G-shit shit
You want G-shit shit
You want G-shit shit
You want G-shit shit

Well, I'ma give it to ya
Well, I'ma give it to ya
Well, I'ma give it to ya
Well, I'ma give it to ya

(Oh) Girl give me that
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that
Girl give me that (pussy)
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that there
Girl give me that pussy
(Oh Oh Oh) Girl give me that

<i>[Webbie - Verse 1]</i>
You know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl I want it just as bad as you do
And look see I can tell from this lil vibe
You got me feeling that you dig me
Boo I'm digging you too
You wanna be one of the chosen few
Then gon jig up in this motherfucker
Maybe me and you can do it big up in this motherfucker
Sit you in a crib where you can chill
Don't have to move a muscle
Give you some be good now you be good
Daddy gon hustle
Come here let me Whisper in your ear
I gotta tell you something
Listening to this song kinda make a nigga want something
Did some daydreaming
Now I'm fiending like I'm on something
Girl don't hold it from me
Cause right now I'll be don strong on ya
I ain't the type to ruin your life
By running game and throwing your dreams
Get in your brain suit your game
Ease your pain and show you things
Sit you on some leather seats while blowing green
And switching lanes
Girl stop playing games let me beat it out the frame

<i>[Chorus - repeat 4X]</i>
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there

<i>[Bun B from UGK - Verse 2]</i>
She five foot seven a hundred and thirty nine pounds
Thirty six twenty four thirty eight pretty fine brown
Bad lil broad I ain't seen her in a minute
Since the All-Star game and I'm still tryin to hit it
Got a baby for this nigga that I used to sell things
He caught a fed case and he ain't leave her no change
She sold all his jewels she sold all his cars
Now she dancing in the shaker club stripping for the stars
Sliding down the pole slow drop it to a split
Pussy popping on a handstand man she the shit
She still looking tight though
Still built right though
Run my game right and after the club
She might go back to the telly with me
Shake her jelly with me
Let my people bust on her face and her belly with me
I got Lil Webbie with me and he ain't hating
We some players in this bitch so baby stop hesitating

<i>[Chorus - repeat 4X]</i>
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there

<i>[Webbie - Verse 3]</i>
Now I can tell from your size that that pussy is fire
So I'm here and willing to give you whatever it require
For you to lay down on your back and then open your thighs
Long sharp deep and wide have you rolling your eyes
You a big fine horse I had no choice but to try it
Look like it's worth a couple g's but ain't some shit I buy
Let me whisper in your ear again I ain't gon lie
I might share a lil meal just don't tell nobody
Look you know you want it
Girl don't act like you don't want it
Girl you want it just as bad as I do
But check this out
You gon be wishing that you been gave me your number
By the time I finish rumbling with you
Wop, Wop get loose, let's take this shit to the room
And you just keep yourself excited til we get to the room
Cuz I've been rocked up since I met you
I'm ready to give you the blues
Don't stunt now take off your shoes
Don't act confused you know what time it is

<i>[Chorus - repeat 4X]</i>
Girl give me that pussy
Girl give me that
Girl give me girl give me that there

Lets go balla pull dem mutha fuckin stacks out niggaz time 2 ball niggaz...stripperz....all dez hoez b talkin bout pay a hundred fifty for dis hundred fifty for dat...dey gotta show me they worth it

U got thighs and nice curves u gotta show me u worth it i kno u feel like u deserve u gotta show me u worth it imma nigga u aint heard? u gotta show me u worth it and i undastand u need yourz but u gotta show me u worth it

[bg:]
U wanna ride in da mercedes,u gotta show me u worth it,spend cake like its gravy u gotta show me u worth itdo it trill like crazy u gotta show me u worth it,u wanna hotboy baby u gotta show me u worth it

[webbie:]
I gotta main bitch thick thighs ten peice straight dime showed me she was worth it introduced her to da big time dat bitch dere big floss apple bottom lacoste like ta get her toes ssame color as her lip gloss son dat pussy bad but her cash like to shit talk drive a nigga mad right fast make ya hit off then done alotta deep throat off top freak hoe got dat kinda ass youll love to grip it fast tho charge a hundred fifty bust a couple pounds or 3 or 4 bounce one ass at a time u should see her go 2 or 3 at a time never tired want u ta feed her mo fuck alotta niggas long line nigga she a pro..now i aint kno dis ho was a pro when i met her matta fact i took her to a sweet when i met her ask me for jus 50 dollas i look like dat kinda fell say lil mama imma holla i aint buyin ya ill sell ya

U got thighs and nice curves u gotta show me u worth it i kno u feel like u deserve u gotta show me u worth it imma nigga u aint heard? u gotta show me u worth it and i undastand u need yourz but u gotta show me u worth it

[bg:]
U wanna ride in da mercedes,u gotta show me u worth it,spend cake like its gravy u gotta show me u worth itdo it trill like crazy u gotta show me u worth it,u wanna hotboy baby u gotta show me u worth it

[bg:]
If u need u can get it if u want it girl i got it u fuckin wit da realest u aint kno gizzle da hottest lemme see ya work ya body girl shake dat ass i aint mike tyson i aint gone take dat ass but ill break dat ass off proper yea u see bg plz dont stop chea i wont stop till u bust like nine or ten nuts i bust one on ya ass den bust one on ya stomach...u sayin its a money thing ya sleep ya shoulda lemme offer now ya cant get a fuckin thing imma g i aint payin for shit its really a privilege for u to get this dick i aint neva been a trick imma pimp till i die..ne ho say i payed she a muthafuckin lie...if its real real fire and the mouth is perfect i might throw u sommen only if its worth it

[chorus:]
U got thighs and nice curves u gotta show me u worth it i kno u feel like u deserve u gotta show me u worth it imma nigga u aint heard? u gotta show me u worth it and i undastand u need yourz but u gotta show me u worth it



[bg:]
U wanna ride in da mercedes,u gotta show me u worth it,spend cake like its gravy u gotta show me u worth itdo it trill like crazy u gotta show me u worth it,u wanna hotboy baby u gotta show me u worth it

[webbie:]
U want me to break da g code go in my pocket for yo profit neglect my bitch spend time,kiss ass,sneak and take chances miss a couple sales is it worth all dat shit im pimpin badly i treat hoes sadly hook up my music wit ya income taxes make ya tell lies to ya baby daddy do wat i want im trill young savage

[bg:]
Im da hottest ah da hot im da realest ah da real bitch get it how ya live gizzle aint payin ya bills lemme see it gimme dat but ya cant get nuffin back hair fixed nails done fresh fit non ah dat imma mack he a pimp imma pimp he a mack we puttin hoes in dey place ova dis mouse track ya want stacks bitch plz cant get a hundred gotta be unbelievable wit ya fuckin and suckin

U got thighs and nice curves u gotta show me u worth it i kno u feel like u deserve u gotta show me u worth it imma nigga u aint heard? u gotta show me u worth it and i undastand u need yourz but u gotta show me u worth it

[bg:]
U wanna ride in da mercedes,u gotta show me u worth it,spend cake like its gravy u gotta show me u worth itdo it trill like crazy u gotta show me u worth it,u wanna hotboy baby u gotta show me u worth it

Look hop in my ride
Stash this,
Hold that,
Be cool turn
The sound up and roll that
Now you my gutta bitch
Lil moma don't get it twisted
No trippin,
No house buiness you kno I got other bitches
I mean its plain and clear im a mother fuckin player
don't worry about the other teammates long as you straight and takin care of
Look here don't worry about me boo
Just worry bout you fallow my playa hand rules and everything will go smooth
Just wait for me ill be back I aint gon be gone long
Gotta make a couple rounds hold it down while im gone
This some gutta ass G, shit girl I cant tell ya I love ya but you aint just some other ho I kinda got feelins fo ya you just play you your part right don't slip
An stay focus somebody might get laid off and you'll just get promoted been thugin like you supose ta real to me vise-versa I kno you wont get close to it
Aint the time im andy cursor
[chorus]
You my gutta bitch who im with when im in shit you my other bitch when my other bitch be on some other shit like oh girl I need you to keep my secrets
Man look you my gutta bitch who im with when im in shit you my other bitch when my other bitch be on some other shit like oh girl I need you to keep
My secrets
Im a hustla
I don't have quality time to spend on what im sayin
And then im split it in 10's
So like a man ima come as soon as I come
Let me beat it cuz I don't kno when ima be leavin again
Thats just me
That how I play it
I hit the pole and roll cuz
I kno no money and drugs done come to the front door
Now don't go and get it wrong
Thinkin im actin funny
I cant give you to much time because time is money
And if my main boo knew
you just don't know what she'll do to you
Ohh, she might go off and get to shootin you
so on the real
Keep it cool is what we gonna do
Ahh ah don't call me ima call you
You miss my call then fuck it
Don't do that *67
Call back or nothin
Gotta keep that low profile
Gotta be up to par
You gutta bitch
You betta not get me caught
You my gutta bitch who im with when im in shit you my other bitch when my other bitch be on some other shit like oh girl I need you to keep my secrets
Man look you my gutta bitch who im with when im in shit you my other bitch when my other bitch be on some other shit like oh girl I need you to keep
My secrets
See you gota old man
I respect that
I aint even gonna check that
Thats real I betta get the same respect back
When you see me wit my old lady
Ridin in my cadillac
I don't wanna horn ta honk
And I don't want a smile back
You do that shit I bet we aint gon be smilin back
We might just swerve on yo ass straight up tryin to handle that
Ill wright you
Sign it webbie
Theres no need to rep it
I wana fuck her too so don't even tell ur best friend
Talkin all that gansta shit realy don't impress me
But keppin it on the down low then ill be impressed then
Don't even tell ur damn self
It aint nobodys buisness what we do where we go how we come where we been
You my gutta bitch who im with when im in shit you my other bitch when my other bitch be on some other shit like oh girl I need you to keep my secrets
You my gutta bitch who im with when im in shit you my other bitch when my other bitch be on some other shit like oh girl I need you to keep my secrets

trill fam. young savage you can catch me (catch me)
fresh kicks, fresh bows, and a fresh tee (fresh tee)
we two crucial ass hoes yea that's me (that's me)
look at him his eyes closed he ain't even sleep
say boosie chill wit all that swervin' too much dope in here
nigga slow down you betta think about big head and pimp
y'all want that savage shit (savage shit) i gotta represent
y'all want some rider shit (rider shit) well here it is then
(chorus: repeat 2x)
how you ridin?
bad bitch hair did nails feet too
how you ridin?
leather seats tv's with the beat too
how you ridin?
gettin big behind tint you can't see through
and my rims way bigger than yours
(webbie)
red truck, blue truck, green truck, black truck
suburban, excursion, that tahoe, that 'llac truck
fuck it a bucket, a delta, a cutlass
a regal, a montigue whatever you thuggin'
it's suped up, it's couped up, it fold down with grey sound
when summer hit you gotta keep the roof up or it go down
that bad bitch now she be in that mustang or that sebring
or stuntin her ass off in that '05 her man bought
how much your paint cost?
look like it just got rained on
tell me this when you stop do your rims stop or they keep goin
your nissan, your neon, your old man caprice own
you finna take off them twenties and put them big 23's on
watchin the latest dvds with the tv's on
it's hot ac in winter can turn your heat on
you hear them loud pipes as soon as you put your feet on
bicycles, motorbikes, whatever you on the street on
(chorus)
(webbie)
you went the cheap route or do that deck pop out
you gon' let that tech pop out if that mess pop out
how you ridin
want you ain't worried bout flossin
you hollerin fuck what i'm talking your shit better than walkin
it's five stickers up on it look like the junkyard on it
the 26's up on it and boocu bitches up on it
what kina motor up in it think it can fuck with that hemi
i gotta cutlass 350 will leave your ass by a distance
you ain't customly did it or oringally interior
your like them westside niggaz'll sit that thang on them switches
them by 9's be tickin you broke the rearview mirrors
but that's the 415 shit i run with the 412
i gotta 'llac chrome grill on the factory rims
hoes piled up in here all on laps be still
cant wait to get to the room nimblin on my ear
y'all gon' get it just chill let me control this wheel
(chorus)
(webbie)
hot gun half a bird man i ride like that
i ain't even tryna swerve i just drive like that
with a beyonce face and some thighs like that
attitude like trina and a ass that fat
fuck it i done told my cousin you can have that lac
gon get your shine on watch what i'm gon' snatch
i don't know but off the top i'm spendin 85 stacks
with them cozy ass seats that massage my back
jacksonville, mississippi a-town y'all niggaz wit me
they talk funny but them boys makin money in new york city
took some trips up to houston be all the d-town bootin
greg street whats happenin to they love that gangsta musik
if you gon' do it then do it from the benzes to buicks
let your ends look stupid drop them up 22 it
y'all niggaz is clueless don't you worry bout trill
this another hit for y'all stupid clowns to steal
gametime

[Beginning x2]
I love things about her
I love the way she treat me
I love the way she fuck me
I love the way she suck me

[Gucci]
Im a trapaholic
All I do is ball
Tear the mall down, naw trick
Don't flag me down see me down town rarri
I didnt mean to shit on you excuse me sorry
Verse so slick make my video marvelous
Polo to the floor Ralph down like carlton
Try the CEO they gone put you on a carton
I don't mean no harm but my diamonds are dumb
Plenty rocks on my arm
Me & Rocko the Don, East Atlanta's a slum
Where I'm from got a gun in the club havin fun
And after its done no more coaches to call it
After party bachelor party they shoulda called it

[Chorus x2]
I love things about her (but don't love her )
I love the way she treat me (but don't love her )
I love the way she fuck me (but don't love her)
I love the way she suck me (still don't love her)

[Rocko]
Man I love the way she shake it
I like it cause she groovin
Love to see her naked
I love to watch her move it
I like her she the coolest
Good head on her shoulders
I love the way she use it
Ay, I like the way she fuck me
Love the way she suck me
Love how everytime we play she catch it like rugby

I love she know whats up with me
She love me cause I'm gutta
I like a lot about her though still don't love her
Still super cool though
Yeah she my lil buddy
She be sharper than ah pencil
Yeah she my lil cutti
Shawty say I'm dirty but when I see ha she wanna hug me
Super swag carrots match all my bitches love me

[Chorus x2]
I love things about her (but don't love her )
I love the way she treat me (but don't love her )
I love the way she fuck me (but don't love her)
I love the way she suck me (still don't love her)

[Webbie]
I love how she be swallowin my nut then she be throwin me up
I love how she fuck but still I hate when she be blowin me up
All the bustas a sweat ha only ballers can get ha
She a flipper I love she do whatever I tell her
Yeah I like her a lot but still don't love her at all
I hate pussy ass niggas but im in love with them mall
I got a crush on white diamonds & I got a thang for dat kush
That sour diesel's my favorite you betta watch how you look
Quick to take ya lil diva & treat that hoe like a slut
She was suckin on gucci I had my dick in her butt
You know I'm bad bitch crazy 187's my favorite
Infatuated with money free boosie boo the streets crazy

[Chorus x2]
I love things about her ( but don't love her )
I love the way she trick me (but don't love her )
I love the way she fuck me (but don't love her)
I love the way she suck me (still don't love her)

[Webbie Talking]

Boosie I swear to God Ima hurt one of these lil bitch azz niggaz in here
Trill Entertainment Young Savage nigga I'm Webbie ya heard me look

[Verse 1:]

I fuck a bitch till she real tired
And I ain't fuckin wit her less she real fine I gotta lot money I ain't gotta lie play me on dat funny
Style nigga gotta die why you spit dat nut out bitch apologize its real deal pimp shit bitch recognize bitch
Say get her some shoes then I reply all you get is a big dick dat circumsized boosie dat 745 hurt they eyez
You got dat LI so ima get dat other kind a mothafuckin straight gangsta dat who is I get outta line ima
Stank ya don't even try murda murda kill kill all in my eyez me I take dat beef shit and tenderize it I got
Them fuckin skeletons all in my closet and it no class experiment some missing bodies bitch

[Chorus]

you want beef (I got dat)
Dope (I got dat)
Hoes (I got dat)
Dro (I got dat)
Money (I got dat)
Cars (I got dat)
Pistol (I got dat)
Niggaz (Get shot at)

[Verse 2:]
I know you heard to me that beef ain't nothin but a word ya heard I creep and serve bullets they swerve and
Calm ya nerves fuck you nigga I ain't throwin no slurs all I know is streets and birds broads and cars and
Malls big splurgin I used to steal wallets and purses now I feel wallets and purses all the real niggaz
While off my verses boot up retarded and send boys to hurses don't get me started cause boy I might hurt ya
Drunk as a alcoholic ill woop ya ass purple slap ya and kick ya and treat you like urkle swang through and bang you
No I don't think you heard me ku klux klan hang you then light you and burn you young savage what you wan do nigga

[Chorus]
You wan beef (I got dat)
Dope (I got dat)
Hoes (I got dat)
Dro (I got dat)
Money (I got dat)
Cars (I got dat)
Pistol (I got dat)
Niggaz (Get shot at)

[Verse 3:]
[Boosie]

We come threw we stomp you, you owe us we chomp you we soldiers who want to knock a fuckin dome loose ima
Always be a savage ima always tote dat plastic ima always be smart so boosie always gon wear masks I'm gon
Always hit dat classic gon hold BR down with a whip so sick dat make you boys turn around now we burnin off
Da ground the sickest in the town boosie and webbie got dat crown you other niggaz bow down to the feet of
Some youngsta who don't sleep we body bag niggaz and we toe tag da feet we fuckin in da back seat we ain't playin
Wit no rookie we take dat money and we gon throw a party on dat pussy my life style is too cold my niggaz
We run threw hoes pass'em down like newports and rockin dem like new bauds got syrup by the case loads
We leanin like dem Texas boys and we don't karo dat shit we ain't tryna stretch it boy and if you know me you
Know me from gettin loaded you know me from lookin sported you know me from pistol toatin you know me from candy
Coatin my cars rollin wit superstars bondin my niggaz out when they stretchin behind bars (thug life webbie)

(feat. Young Dro)

[Speaking:]
Say mel and t mayne
I'm a make a nigga feel on this

[Pre-rap:]
Top and bottom never walk in my neighborhood
(south baton rouge)
The candy lady out of business cause they take her goods
Play with me it's guaranteed, oooooohhh, I'm a lay ya down
Gotta watch my back across my tracks god know I know these clowns

[Chorus:]
God know I know
I feel like can't nobody f**k with me
God got my back so
Lil boosie keep his mind at ease
And god kno I kno
That somebody gon hate on me
But god kno I'm thug so
U kno lil boosie go and get skeet

[Verse 1:]
Now god know my situation, he know what I be facin
He know I'm so impatient when it come to money makin
From school, to the blocks, from the tool, to the rocks
For the lil nigga with that glock ridin aroun d in somethin hot
Now it's bout time we hit our knees and tell god truth
Can't stop the way we livin just help us make it through
When I die take me through, up to heaven up with you
Gotta holla at my daddy and my nigga griles to
And god kno
And god know I'm thug life, u f**kin right
So if nigga play with me of the op I gotta get him right
And god got my back so, when I act wow
I'm comin home safely through the back do
The murder rate is sky high, nigga holla ride or die
These youngin sling that iron it ain't no mo takin pride
So put yo fist up in yo pockets and them bullets in the chamber
Cause niggas slingin iron like the lone ranger
Mayne it's murder murder kill kill on the corner where the marijuana followed by the bill
Some niggas cut by delja, some niggas cut by chill, some niggas eat them delpids and some niggas eat them pills
Gotta get it how I live in the southside
I'm thuggin with my cow hide
I'm fresh when I come outside
You talk shit got hog tied
God know I know these niggas
Don't make me show these niggas
Pray for these niggas keep me away from these niggas
And I

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
God kno all the killas
He done walked with all them niggas
He done talked with all them niggas
Before they went sparked them trigger
He ain't tear ya up in church, but god pretty eyes done covered up some dirt
Plus he kept a thug alert
For these bitch ass niggas, these haters these rapists
These niggas in the swamp swear to god they alligators
Me an my niggas paper chasers (shit) we ain't stuntin
We do wat we gotta do, to get that money
And god kno my past
I'm itchin to kill, gimme a reason I will
I'll end up grippin a steal
And god kno my temper
My temper like a bubble
You bust it you in trouble
Only god kno, it's hard yo, I'll lay up in ya yard wow
I'll camouflage myself with my camouflage cargo
The street ain't promised to us niggas in that dirty south
Thas why I'm ridin with that nine I'm tryin make it out
And it's hard to live, I'm a community where ain't no f**kin unity
They always say I'm dead they try to ruin me
So boosie be on other shit
Like jew-el-r-is and poppin chris
And mac on u a model bitch
Had a hoe that swallow dick
Since 12 I saw alot of shit god kno I kno
Witness a man get straight sprayed right in front of the store
So I get a blunt and I roll it, hit the block actin a donkey
Killin my own people, servin my own uncles
And I

[Chorus]

{prayer}
Our father who art in heaven
Hollow be thy name
Thou kingdom come
Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven

[Verse 3:]
But we stay reppin
But we stay they got beasts up in my section
I was raised bysome thugs, got rich off the d
80 grams took my nigga, I'm missin ya petey
God kno I need to send my niggas some pictures this
And som change to keep nigga fresj kicks on his feet
And god kno he raised me
When donkey went jonsin
Bronson kept me wide open
And that's a fact
But I kno they gon hate tho
Cause I got blocks and raps and blocks of work so u can call me lego
It's consequences, jumpin fences
Cause the narcs tryin lynch us and they missin us by inches
The judge the one who sentence make a nigga out a menace
Commisary low so we take a nigga tennis
A black eye is just like a scratch where I was raised
Niggas handle they business if they ever felt played
The beasts is crooked, the preacher crooked
Saw my teacher at the strip club, damn, the teachers crooked

[Chorus]

[talking:]
Now if don't nobody now
God kno
Nigga u a hood rat
God kno
A nigga try to bring you down
He right on side u
God kno
Nigga tryin steal yo girl u had fears
God kno

(Webbie-Talking)
Hello, Young Savage
What you doin?, Trill E-N-T
(I'll be missin you, I'll be missin you), Webbie

(Verse 1-Webbie)
I ain't been home in a few days(I miss you)
I know you do, I ain't gon'lie I miss you too
come kiss me through the phone, I'ma kiss you too
now I'ma hit you in a minute-gotta get this loot
girl we got us somethin special, I know it ain't nothin better
you can trust me cause I'm tellin ya I don't want nothin else
you get lonely you can just use the pictures up on the dresser
I ain't never think a woman could have me this lil'feelin
girls'll walk up on me flirtin, I be tellin e'm "Nah I'm chillin"
hug you till I go to sleep just to squeeze you like my lil'pillow
then I wake up Monday mornin'don't come back till Friday
in my whole 'nother whip, sittin on 6's with tinted windows
baby phat bags, all the purses with matchin'slippers
you done heard I f**ked this dumb bitch-now you mad trippin
tears in ya eyes, yellin you tired of my fast livin
I'm just happy for to see ya, godamn...I miss you

(Chorus-Le'Toya)
Since you went away, I been down and lonely
since you went away, I been thinkin of you
Ooooooh I'm missin you, Ooooooh I'm missin you

(Verse 2-Webbie)
From rags to riches, if that xxxx was to hit me again
I'd have to bring you with me again
it done been alot of stuff I found myself in
and you stuck by a nigga like my left hand
it wasn't all this at first, till we just kept prayin
now I'm on-and you a bad xxx bitch, Yes maam
and oh yes maam as soon as I get home it's gon'be work time
and you know us we like to xxxx like it's the first time
you tell the first time for some reason
I knew that I was stayin'and I figured you wasn't leavin
I know that I don't need ya, but be feelin like I need ya
when it come to certain people, I act like I got a meetin'
but I just wanna please ya-trust me they just wanna be ya
whenever I ain't wit ya baby I can't wait to see ya
I gotta keep it G and say I love ya, cause I'm fuh real
I wash away all the tears, we been doin this xxxx for years

(Chorus-Le'Toya)
Since you went away, I been down and lonely
since you went away, I been thinkin of you
Ooooooh I'm missin you, Ooooooh I'm missin you

(Bridge-Le'Toya)
Ya everything I need, couldn't have asked for more
boy you know you were, waitin for
I know you wonder why I'm standin at the door
to let you know, I miss you
and you will see it in my eyes
you're the completion to my life
ain't even a question, you already know
but I remind you that, I miss you

<i>[Chorus:]</i>
I'm hot nigga, it's my turn, I wouldn't touch me 'cause my hand might burn,
I'm cold, you already know you can go by, what you heard depending on what they told you.

<i>[verse 1]</i>
Man I knew it would be a day some bitch ass nigga cross and let whatever fuck him up to come and
Fuck with a boss what you think savage don loss it, now you don laid round and loss it and came
Across to the valter now that shit just gonna cost your time to kidnap some children time to shoot
Up some houses girl it's all about Webbie 2007 I'm out chea and I'm too little to hit and I'm too
Big to forget and I'm too slippery to hold and I'm too out of control I'm a phantom you lac I'm a
Chopper you mac I'm too fast of the casket I wipe my ass with a stack and it ain't nobody fresher
Who gonna wipe me down 'cause I'm on should've left this bitch on the dresser 'cause if they catch me I'm
Gone my fro too fresh for the throne I shook the world like a drone in the heat of the moment I
Give the streets what they want that's why my cake looking long a hater face looking long apologize to
My people for having 'em waiting so long

<i>[Chorus 2x]</i>

<i>[verse 2]</i>
Man, this shit gotta work for all my people in the dirt I'm gonna be bigger than jigga if they don't
Hit me up first
man, you all must got me confuse I take niggas by two I break niggas in two
man, you all fake niggas is through
I hear your album is poo, I'm just telling the truth
if it wasn't for heavy promotion I don't know what you do now
if I slap your in your face then bitch what you do probably nothing
be surprised than depend on your crew
I'm straight telling your don't mess with me put you all whole crew in Jeopardy niggas sweat
when they next to me can't let this shit get the best of me you all been waiting on my single
'cause I'm cold and I'm friezing
I been counting big money lighting big blunts with my finger
I'm no longer a dreamer yeah that shit all in the past focused on cash use to kick hoe
Niggas all in they ass collaborate with everybody time to get it from trash and if you think I'm
Talking about you fuck it nigga I am

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[verse 3]</i>
you just ain't understand me
you so factory I'm candy boy I'm simple you bambi plain and simple
I'm jamming and I wasn't made for these cameras bitch
I get paid for these cameras if it wasn't for that
you could've have 'em but I gotta make some happen my money good like it look I keep it hood like it look
I'm in the hood you can look man baton rouge off the hook man what's a thief to a crook don't
Let them pills get you wooped you gonna let that kill get you killed my savage life album killed being
A gangsta I'm guilty I get my chain over women I'm hot like fresh biscuits they just wanna little
Titties evisues or dickes 22s or 6s I mean they both hot but which one the sickest every city I
Visit they be like they gotta get well here it is first week I'm tryna do a half million but if I
Don't to me it don't really mean nuttin 'cause until you seen the savage you ain't really seen nothing.

<i>[Chorus]</i>

Wassup trill e.n.t u know what I'm saying
Bitch ass niggas be wondering what the fuck this shit mean to me
This shit mean everything to me nigga this all I got
Street life nigga still wild'n

Took my shirt off me and turk about to drop the work off
Niggas best wipes they smirks off honestly we'll hurt ya'll
Hit them niggas heart tell big boi to skurt off
Ten toes down now ten hoes down
White nike one bike if it's 50 hoes round
Ten cali one pipe now that's fifty whole pounds
Niggas acting like bitches I'll sit they ass down
Type ass go webbie I like get in trouble
Bite the hammer when you scared be careful how you play it
All your money and your bread don't mean nothing when your dead
Booty ass nigga school booty ass nigga
Think about me when I ain't around when I'm around they shiver
Camera ass nigga fame ass nigga
In the club when I make it rain ass nigga
I'm a ol neva gon change ass nigga
What trill mean to me I explain nigga

<i>[Chorus:]</i>
The t for fam I told you I got em
The r for real and rovers ready to die
The I for me cause I'm the fuckin hottest
The l for love and loyal the leaders behind me
The hood for long it's been a long time and finally
Everybody shining mayne fuck it it's game time and I'm ready
I'm webbie
I'm ready
I'm webbie
I'm ready
I'm webbie
I'm ready
I'm webbie

This year all b we all where we all b
Want something call me try me and ya'll see
Mtv bet tell em that it's all good
We want tall how I'm living but we scared of ya'll hood
My homeboy stressed tell em keep his head up
Don't want go back to the slums so I keep my bread up
If I get my head buss I don't really give a fuck
What gon happen to my people only thing I'm scared of
When you look up in your mirror you see a pussy ass nigga
You don't see a boss hogg go getta that'll kill you
See a candy ol fear glitter
Rims keep spinning fuck hoes I'll consider
Tote high four five dope house I'm little
G'd up re'd up sold out sixty minutes
Trill fam still fam duck tape his fate
Pay the lawyer beat case young savage get it straight

<i>[Chorus:]</i>
The t for fam I told you I got em
The r for real and rovers ready to die
The I for me cause I'm the fuckin hottest
The l for love and loyal the leaders behind me
The hood for long it's been a long time and finally
Everybody shining mayne fuck it it's game time and I'm ready
I'm webbie
I'm ready
I'm webbie
I'm ready
I'm webbie
I'm ready
I'm webbie

My niggas be winning and laughing and fakin and fronting
Moses like hoes trying to see how we working this company
Scoping with pistols and ropes hoping we fumble
Open like some of these savage life ass wannabes
I'm a say wannabe you know I'm gonna be s.t.r.a.I.g.h.t
Pussy niggas hate me I'm a straight g
They tell me go comercial bitches make me
Take me to the top that's what I told savage
Then he told webbie let's roll I'm ready
Fuck gold go platinum my goal is to snatch all
Black folks who down with savage hoes that's what's happenen
And if I don't get it you know I ain't trippin
Lil nigga real nigga I'm still a real nigga
Don't doubt trill niggas been riding with trill niggas
You wasn't even in the picture this is for the permission nigga

<i>[Chorus:]</i>
The t for fam I told you I got em
The r for real and rovers ready to die
The I for me cause I'm the fuckin hottest
The l for love and loyal the leaders behind me
The hood for long it's been a long time and finally
Everybody shining mayne fuck it it's game time and I'm ready
I'm webbie
I'm ready
I'm webbie
I'm ready
I'm webbie
I'm ready
I'm webbie

[Chorus] I N D E P E N D E N T Do you kno wat that mean mane [x2] She got her own house She got her own car Two jobs work hard you a bad broad If you ain't on sit down [x4] [Webbie] I N D E P E N D E N T Do you know what that mean Baby phat jus relax front ya own flat screen Back rubs cook slean and don't make her make her seen When you call her on her cellular She tell she don't need Not a god damn thing you a hot damn thing If you think you finna get her with a god damn chain You insane boy you betta get some god damn change She a fool been in school even walked across the stage She say I love webbie from his looks to his ways The stilletos the jays depend on how the weather look Flip flops slippers just to show off the pedicure Flip flop niggas depend on how the cheddar look She'll buy her own I don't think she'll never look In a man face standin waitin for him to take care of her She'll rather go to work and pay the bills on schedule [Chorus] [Lil' Phat] She a dumb dime keeper Gotta like keisha Work that meat up She a good freaker She stay on her shit She got her own shit She don't never trip All she want is that dick She boddy flossy Keep them hoes off me Gutta lil slang mane I love when she talkin A independent chick do u kno wht that mean She cook she clean never smell like onion rings 22s on her whip oh she do it large And she break a nigga off got a nigga spoil She a bad lil chick a fly lil chick Hit me on my phone she like to buy that dick Got her stunna shades lookin like something Stallion hair long she a nice sumthing She like to go to the mall everyday for a outfit Hair did nails dis independent wat she call that [Chorus] [Lil' Boosie] She got her own house Drive her own whip Range rover all white like her toe tips She got a pretty smile Smell real good The only time she need mane for that good jugg They buy the bar too They superstars too They be like you ain't got no money Take you broke tell home Baby phat they on They clothes match they phone They be like yea!! when they song come on Leave the club kinda early cuz they gotta go to work I mess wit supervisors who got credit like big turk So dusty feet please don't bother me I got independent dimes on my mind who spoil me Coogi hat coogi fit so sick That's a gift from my independent chick yes sir Tryna get to her gotta be yourself mane Cuz she got her own money She don't need no help mane [Chorus]

Wasup
My lil soldier,yo lil soldier, his lil soldier
Dey lil soldier u gon be just like me boy

<i>[verse 1]</i>
Woke up crying im pissed again bad azz hollerin its milk again fixed you a bottle put it in
Your hand u down that bitch like a fifth of hen we wild alike we smile alike dey be like boy
You and your child alike couldnt even walk tryna take the mic soon as you got to walking went
Straight to fightin i take you to yo people cause they love to see ya dey always check yo
Pockets right before you leave and i be like goddamn he only 3 boy u a straight g and u got it
From me i drop the top and turn up the beat and u bob ya head and i hit the weed like father
Like son we hit the streets lil nigga u gon be jus like me hell yea im a good dad but i dont
Know if its good or bad so many niggas dont like my ass i wouldnt be suprised if lightin strike
My ass boy u act like my ass dont know of these hoes excite my ass put sa money to da front and
Da hoes to da back and da niggas to da side and keep it like that

<i>[chorus]</i>
I be like oh yea (you gon be just like me)
Sometimes i get scared (you gon be just like me)
You gonend up dead (you gon be just like me)
Lil nigga fuck dat (you gon be just like me)
Dey gon bust yo head (you gon be just like me)
Naw you gon bust theirs (you gon be just like me)
U gon stack dat bread (you gon be just like me)
U know how u gotta play it (you gon be just like me)

<i>[verse 2]</i>
To have it in yo blood i know how dat felt u jus like me so i dont need no dap on top boy u
Alwayz gotta see yoself f**k dem niggas u dont need no help but being like me u gon need dat
Der keep cuz i care boy keep cuz i swear to god killaz out der everywere so here jus keep it on
Ya belt cuz i love you to death jus cuz dey der dey not friends u aint got ends you aint got
Friends keep u a rubber for ya hot friends and alwayz put it on before u pop it in keep it real
Dats da main thang some fools change dats da strange thang i cant explain some niggas fake all
I can say is jus stay safe chill son im forreal son i promise u only gon live once put ya on
Game while ya still young got old folks out chea still dumb tryna get rich u dont have to see
All da dum shytt dat i had to see still be prepared in case u have to see cuz it aint no tellin
Who afta me graduate u probably should if i could take it back i probably would main i wouldnt
Even tryna do it felt like i aint even have tim e to do it jus like da block u gotta grind to do it
F**k dese niggas aint a crime to do it if
Ya think about ya big cuz how ya doin life shytt it really aint nuttin to it

<i>[chorus]</i>
I be like oh yea (you gon be just like me)
Sometimes i get scared (you gon be just like me)
You gonend up dead (you gon be just like me)
Lil nigga fuck dat (you gon be just like me)
Dey gon bust yo head (you gon be just like me)
Naw you gon bust theirs (you gon be just like me)
U gon stack dat bread (you gon be just like me)
U know how u gotta play it (you gon be just like me)

<i>[verse 3]</i>
One thing about it u should know for sho you gotta daddy dats really gon go for go and i got
Yo bak till i go for sho and aint neva bein played like a ho befo im hoe pro on da low low and
U betta not let yo mama know when u get a lil older imma show ya imma soilder everybody know me
Keep it rollin imma try before its ova imma hav to die still u aint gon be solo(y)imma watch
Ova you from da sky bet not forget u gotta get it hope u aint neva gotta go steal shytt dats
Real shytt dis trill shytt lil nigga u rather be real dan rich lifetime friends dey still
Switch straction action weed pussy u on now all dese hoes lookin non of dis shytt come befo yo
Sista small azz chick she don start to thicken shytt fall off she don start da missin livin out
Hea ya hard listenin take jailboys to da boys detention got to da feds wait to da finish do it
Like me i wouldnt recommend it cuz dey got alot of place in da pennitentary and n pussy azz
Niggas dat will luv to see ya talkin dat shytt i be
still grinnin u gon be jus like me i see it in ya guess dats y u my lil nigga do it how u
Wont f**k it i aint trippin

<i>[chorus]</i>
I be like oh yea (you gon be just like me)
Sometimes i get scared (you gon be just like me)
You gonend up dead (you gon be just like me)
Lil nigga fuck dat (you gon be just like me)
Dey gon bust yo head (you gon be just like me)
Naw you gon bust theirs (you gon be just like me)
U gon stack dat bread (you gon be just like me)
U know how u gotta play it (you gon be just like me)

(feat. Big Head)

[Introduction: Webbie]
Trill ent Young Savage
If it don't make dolla's it don't make sense
I'm just doing what I do when I do what I do Nobody do it better nobody
If it ain't purple it ain't smoking right

[Verse 1:]
I don't know what's finna happen tomorrow
But Growing up in dem hoods
All a ni**a can do is hope it'll be good
Him, big head dats my thug [? ]
So where you art (I'm in da hood) just stay dere I'll through it
When I'm riding it's high 18 ft Or some hit with some heat
Told my peeps I'm a die in these streets
I'm a million dolla ni**a why am I in these streets?
I don't know ni**a shittt I got love in these streets
8th grade found a plug in em and I ain't turn back
Ain't no love in em thugs gonna have to learn dat
I'm a tell ya'll da real doe money what we here foe!
Cause say he was coming home Monday, dat was a year ago
Tell me stop I blow, My tolerance is real low
If it wasn't fo baby bopper I woulda died from pounds a some years ago
Young savage I be hearing you doe, You got some tigger in you doe
Nigga sounding like you on da cool but I don't know

[Chorus:]
I make it just so sick dat dey gotta (bite my shit)
Man I got so many hoes and bit*ches (like my dick)
Man I ain't neva gon stop it's just like pimpin (just like dis)
And get it (just like dis) and win it (jus like dis)
[x2]

[Verse 2:]
I ain't neva had shit but dis rap wish
Big whips but no money fo da chap stick
But I was real since a ni**a hit backflips
I'm real in thugin I don't need no practice
[? ]m Girls under the mattress
Start Fuckin a bitch look like a actress
I workin for da magnum stead of plastic
Everywhere I go I got hoes so attracted
Don't be hatin jus be brave and get yo ass whipped
I'm a bust him if his ass trip

[Chorus:]
I make it just so sick dat dey gotta (bite my shit)
Man I got so many hoes and bit*ches (like my dick)
Man I ain't neva gon stop it's just like pimpin (just like dis)
And get it (just like dis) and win it (jus like dis)

Laid way back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes
Laid way back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes

Laid way back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes
Laid way back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes

Man I live up in B.R, I'ma die up in B.R
I got shit to do today so I can't die until tomorrow
I done stole a bag of dro I'm gettin' high 'til tomorrow
Nigga play with me right now I'm bussin' nine 'til tomorrow

My shit got a bad motor I ain't promised 'til tomorrow
So as long as I got gas I'ma drive it 'til tomorrow
Lookin' for a bitch that's bad so we can act until tomorrow
Put that hoe up on this dro and beat that ass until tomorrow

Baby momma ass just gonna be mad until tomorrow
Me and boosie rollin' guards and acting bad 'til tomorrow
How 'bout we get pessy drunk and then stagger until tomorrow
Yo bitch tight, I want me borrow her, let me have her 'til tomorrow

Don't give a fuck about who smellin' when its comin' out ya car
I'm inhalin' and exhalin' gettin' blunted 'til tomorrow
Let's go posted up at the spot and make some change 'til tomorrow
If I'm laid shit I might do the same thang tomorrow

Laid way back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes
Laid way back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes

Laid way back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes
Laid way back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes

I was s'pose to go drop my red bone off or not
For some fit she trynna cop said she need right now
What had happen was I had stopped by my nigga be spot
And he had a big blunt of that dro and I forgot

I was s'pose to go to the studio I got some hits to drop
But a bitch had hit me on the phone and told me to come pick her up
Cause how she fuck my dick got hard
She tellin' me how she so wide

She took those draws off and I forgot
Went to check the mailbox
Some sepeana from the mothafucka
Tellin' me my court date in two weeks for beatin' on my older woman

Showed up at that hoe apartment
Smokin' somethin' ran into her
Put it in her mouth and charges dropped
Man you know a nigga

Laid way back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes
Laid way back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes

Laid way back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes
Laid way back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes

When I walk up in the mall with that big ass stack
Fresh kicks fresh boes with the jersey to match
You know I got to do it big nigga give me the hat
Manager comin' out the back 'cause all he smell is that dro

When I go and see my hoes my eyes be all low
My clothes be full of smoke they mommas be knowin' I'm blowed
Them ghetto mommas don't trip they be askin' you got some mo'
Let her momma hit the dro and all she smell is that dro

When I hit the club they can tell 'cause I'm puttin' it in the air
Hoes ask can they hit niggas askin' is it for sale
Security don't be trippin' they puttin' in the air
When you in here that's all you smell high dro is what we smokin'
When we be

Laid way back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes
Laid way back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes

Laid way back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes
Laid way back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes

[Chorus]
Like that like that,
Bounce ya ass like that like that.
Bounce that ass like that like that.
Bend over let me see it from the back.
Like Beyonce, like Trina, like a big bootie ass black diva, like a
Stripper, up and down like flippa, bend over let me see it from the back.

Double shots of hennessy
Let it get you groovy.
Gone work yo ass do ya thang,
I'm a do me.
I done switched to doucher,
And the switcher got a room key.
Act like you auditioning for a video or movie,
Bend towards the floor I want your hands where your toes be.
I'm a Squeze all on you booty all nasty,
Done made 18 girl I'm legal you can harass me.
Cash and a bemmer I can't seem to find a bad beat,
A big fat ass like Trina make me happy.
Titties shake thighs shake vibrate while she dancing,
Like to shake her ass like Ciara real fancy.
Wonder if Ciara can shake her ass on this nine piece,
Betcha Jada Pinkett shake that ass real classy
Ain't ready for the real betacha she be actin' Will have it.
You see me I'm picky I rate that ass,
I got a ask 50 how Vivica shake that ass

Like Beyonce, like Trina,
Like a big bootie ass black diva,
Like a stripper, up and down like
Flippa, bend over let me see it from the back.
Like Beyonce, like Trina, like a big bootie ass black
Diva, like a stripper, up and down like flippa,
Bend over let me see it from the back.

You see big fine you when I find you,
I'm a beat that pussy from behind you.
Mess yo lil' thang up girl I ain't tryin' to,
I'm trill young savage boo must I remind you.
All I need is one night and just a few minutes,
I'm a handle that there and then I'm through wit it.
Tell me is you bullshittin' or is you cool wit it,
Our baby parents ain't got nothing to do wit it.
I want a J. Lo yonce' coke bottle shape object,
Cook soul food bake cake straight out the projects.
A female savage straight bad bitch prospect,
Baby Phat, Apple Bottem big booty Gucci and Prada.
I be lookin' for the kinda lil' mama that's bout some dollars,
350 dollar bottles that's all she want to swalla.
And if you ain't a big balla she ain't even trying to holla,
She gone take ya lil' measly dollas and walk off like a model.

Like Beyonce, like Trina,
Like a big bootie ass black diva,
Like a stripper, up and down like
Flippa, bend over let me see it from the back.
Like Beyonce, like Trina, like a big bootie ass black
Diva, like a stripper, up and down like flippa,
Bend over let me see it from the back.

I need something like Nia Long make you wanna bring her home,
Feed her bone and don't even treat her wrong.
Ever seen that movie monster ball,
Bend over like Halle Berry on that part when ole boy knocked her off.
I'm a dog I like it soft I like to rub I like to grip,
To tell the truth I like them loose cause me and my thugs we like to flip.
I like the friends who get involved all the broads say I'ma trip,
I like the picture takin' pictures while you catch it on ya lip.
I like to sneak and take ya shoppin' when ya niggas start to trip,
Drink my liquor out the bottle on his couch and watch you strip.
Stick a couple fingers in ya make it tickle make ya drip,
Make ya holla like I'm robbin' ya like a pimp and then I dip.
I want to get an ounce of hydro get Alicia eyes low
Take her to the suite and make her hit all of her high notes.
Strapped up fa sho' cause I don't trust no hoes anybody can go Eazy E perfect example.

Like Beyonce, like Trina,
Like a big bootie ass black diva, like a stripper, up and down like
Flippa, bend over let me see it from the back.
Like Beyonce, like Trina, like a big bootie ass black
Diva, like a stripper, up and down like flippa,
Bend over let me see it from the back.

I know a lil' freak in, in Hollywood
Sucks, sucks on dick, does it, does it real good
I know a lil' freak in, in Hollywood
Sucks, sucks on dick, does it, does it real good

I long dick her like mmm, mmm, mmm
I long dick her like mmm, mmm, mmm
I long dick her like mmm, mmm, mmm
I long dick her like mmm, mmm, mmm
I long dick her like

They call me Mr. Ding-A-Ling
Weighed on the triple beam
Guarantee you five or less
Means I can make you cream

I see you got these boyfriends
Spendin' money buyin' bling
I know you got some super head
That's super hot like Holla Pain

I heard that pussy so damn fuckin' good
Turn you into thangs
I hope you know I'm straight up from the hood
Love to bang bang bang

Make me wanna scratch up, get some brain
How you fit them jeans
We can drink and hook up, do some thangs
I mean do some thangs

Hot tub, Jacuzzi, we can get nude-y
Know you a fien the way you shake yo booty
Her first name Suzy, last name Bougie
Got her real drunk, my neck she'll chew me

I know a lil' freak in, in Hollywood
Sucks, sucks on dick, does it, does it real good
I know a lil' freak in, in Hollywood
Sucks, sucks on dick, does it, does it real good

I long dick her like mmm, mmm, mmm
I long dick her like mmm, mmm, mmm
I long dick her like mmm, mmm, mmm
I long dick her like mmm, mmm, mmm
I long dick her like

Thoroughbred, soft skin, pussy's just right
I beware when I go in there 'cause I know that pussy bite
Ain't got no marks on her body, she like to keep on the lights
She put her legs on my shoulders
And I long dick her like mmm, mmm, mmm

Yeah, it's Mr. Savage Life
Yeah, I give it to ya like you never ever had it like
I don't know her name, we just did it on the first night
I'ma call her JJ 'cause I know that shit was dy-no-mite

Girl, who that pussy for? Nobody from the look at ya
Wanna be the fien that puts it up? Then I'm the man ya lookin' for
Nigga put them cuffs up, go find another chick to show
'Cause I already hit that ho, and believe me, I already know

I know a lil' freak in, in Hollywood
Sucks, sucks on dick, does it, does it real good
I know a lil' freak in, in Hollywood
Sucks, sucks on dick, does it, does it real good

I long dick her like mmm, mmm, mmm
I long dick her like mmm, mmm, mmm
I long dick her like mmm, mmm, mmm
I long dick her like mmm, mmm, mmm
I long dick her like

Look at Ms. Goody Goody pussy right there
With that pretty ass face and that pretty ass hair
With some pretty ass eyes and that pretty ass smile
I guess that one drink I bought her will be worth my while

With ya Double-D rack and ya tattoo on ya back
And I really dig the way ya pussy lookin' from the back
Matter of fact, I think I'll start from the back
Made my mind, it is from the back

Gimme one more win once again from the back
Next time I think I'm gonna win with some Pat
Some Hen, some Cap, some droolin' on my pipeline
Give ya boy oral 'til his heart flat line

She all mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm

Hey, I Need Another Plate Nigga, Fuck

Yup,
Im A Get Seconds, Then Im A Get Thirds, Then Im A Get Fourths, Then Im A Get Fifths, Im A Keep On Eating.
Look

Niggas Posted On They Block
Nose Way Around The Corner
Sniffin Nutz Around Here
Man, You Stay Way Around The Corner
You Been Yapping Like A Hoe
That's What Say Around The Corner
If You Know It Like I Know
You Better Stay Around The Corner
I Don't Know Shit About No Murder
I Was Way In California
With Bun B Ridin Dirty
Smoking Purple All That Morning
I Don't Know Shit About No Robbery
Throwing The Wrong Charges On Me
I Was Chillin Wit Yo Wife
While You Was Flightin, An She Was Lonely
All That Pussy Azz Shit You Niggas Offering
I Don't Want It
I Don't Want To Hit Yo Weed
And I Don't Wanna Be Yo Homie
Man, Let Me Make My Cheese
Get The J's To Match My Jeans
Go Post Back Up In My Jeans
And Let 'em Go For 2 For 3
You Around Here Saying My Name
And Claiming I Ain't A Beast
Regardless Of My Fame
Bitch I'll Aim It Up At Yo Cheek
Before I Was Rhyming On A Beat
I Was Grindin On The Street
Pussy Ass Nigga Worrying Bout Me
Click, Clak

<i>[x2:]</i>
Say Lil Daddy, Listen Mind Ya Business
You Just Like One Of These Lil Bitches, Mind Ya Business
Being Nosey, You Your Sickening, Mind Ya Business
Ole Police Ass Nigga, Mind Ya Business

Webbie: the lil soldier wit nothin clear to see wasn't nobody handin him shit
Ridin round town glamour and glistenin
Ya don't won't my position, I'm spittin facts
Couldn't relax, the whole time I had weight up on my back
Be black gon back, I got pistols on deck
They gave cuz seven flat, how many niggas gon rat
Check my tats, ya neva heard of dis ya suppose to man
It had to fair, now I meet da family and dem, it packed at Madison Square
I had career, I supposed to be right back there with dem
I owed it to him, I know it I show it
Don't wanna blow it or pour it
For da streets, give me a beat ima roll it
Show it wit dem leavin magic
But I knew I had it in savage
It got crucial I aint panic, when yall want it, I ran it
I remember when my granny said anything was to happen
From slangin, hustlin, to trappin
Laugin, prayin jackin
I'm blowin on granddaddy and all my kids happy its a miracle

Chorus:(2x) it seem like I'm dreamin, ah somebody pinch me
Am I supposed be in da spot dat I'm in, is dis really real
All dese years, am I really here
Have I really live what they call a miracle

Birdman: how u shoot clips, put it in the air
Mean mug dem niggas and have no fear
Play the game wit dem stripes, put it in his life
Ten on da mic, nigga do it da same night
Its a miracle, da way I bend dem corners on dem
Get up early on dem, get dis money on dem
A miracle, a lot I bought on, crib I paid on, thangs I got on

A miracle, fresh crush to diamond ice, place in one price, did it for one night
A miracle, I don't lived da high life
Shined in high lights, did it with gun fights
A miracle, nigga it was hell we came in
Money didn't come in, hell we went in
A miracle, no time lyin homie
Time for crime homie, time for dyin homie

Chorus(2x)

Rick Ross: its truly a miracle, dat boy still a live
Cuz I was sellin bo in '95
Ridin wit my boys deallin dope gettin high
Crackers tryin to give me time, and we aint talkin 5
Niggaz talk fly so dat pistol by my side
My baby mama fuckin, all my homies on da sly
I see all through da corner of nigga eyes
So I keep my shades on, and my face up at da sky
Pistons get da power, snitchin is for cowards
I got plasmas in da shower, and my bitches snortin powder
I'm a g, my life a movie, I got rubber uzzi's in my jacuzzi
They think I'm biggie, I'm bumpin juicey wit several grouppies
I got beamers and business, bitch they all on duces
I got da pruduct, and when ya drop it, it neva loses
Da prey get prayed on, killers get prayed for
It dis a dream, I pray I neva wake up

Chorus(2x)

(Chours)
Lets straighten it out x4
Now sit yourself down girl

Verse 1
When we started off girl you know it wasnt nothing like dis
Everything was all good we wasnt busten like dis
We used to cuddle all night now we touchen like dis
No open arms jus closed fist aint this some shit how i fliped
And i barely even hug you no mo sometimes i get tha feeling i dont even love you no mo
And it feel like you dont love me cuz it aint like you been round here tryin hug me
And why you always accuse me of being a cheat
Why you always holler'n choose me or choose tha streets
What its goin take for me to say to you to make the peace
To let you know that you can trust me and i aint tryn cheat
And then you wonder why i disappear for bout a week
Cuz i cant make no bread at home and boo we gotta eat
I think its time for all the pressure for to be released now lets get on tha same page baby you and me

(Chours)

Verse 2
Man why you always with that same shit asking the same ole questions about tha same chick
Girl wont you tell me why you stressing you my main bitch how many time i done told you
Stop all that trippen baby you who i come home to there go tha door you can go if you want to
No stay lets just talk it out like adults and get it straight and suck up on ya neck
And rough sex take place now you can smile again and lose the upset face your love is sensational
And cant no notha women replace ya and i break paper to lace ya in the finer things

So why you trippen about the minor things see you need to stick wit me i got all kind of plans
See this hustle her gonna get us all kind of things we goin go and see tha world up in tha private planes
All i need you to do girl is stop playen games

(Chours)

Verse 3
Boo i love you wit all my heart and all my soul
You make me wanna go places i thought tha i'd neva go
But i just wish you understood betta dis cheeta thing
Girl you act like you like tha hood betta
A whole lotta shit done switched since i first meet cha
Before this bread we had a vibe dur the bread came den the vibe left
Ya heart i want cha to tell me whats inside dur
Cuz i dont know and i sho cant read ya mind dear
The last thing im tryna do is make ya cry hear
I'd rather see that pretty smile then see them tears
So now you just wanna give up after all them years
To throw away what we made come on keep it real
I put you befo all tha fellas thats how deep it is
You used to tell me everything now ya secretive
Like dr cliff and clare hugstable how we can live
Its comen girl just chill look here

(Chours)

Retarded

[Verse 1]

I'm stackin,rappin but if I just so happen was itI probably would be posted up thugin, sellin crack are somethin
I had 2 leave it alone cause the rats are something
Look kike my return won't be long
The streets keep asking 4 me
Young savage on the mound game ova now
I'm in Houston and A Town where's the muthafuckin 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
Sbroil bitches don't want share
So I'm taking dis shit
I'm a 110 street cat and had my back against tha hope
No money, no love,just tears,weed, blood, and hoes
I'm like slim these niggas don't feel my pain
A ninety-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

[Chorus:]

I'm so retarded
And I'm gon all hard and
My game mutheafuckin bitch brains up
And I just getting started
They hate 2 see a nigga ballin
They rather see a nigga coughin
But rap money, street money I'm gon see money
Bitch nigga ragarded

[Verse 2]

If the shit ain't funny den I can't grin And if it don't make money it don't make sense If you really
ain't bout nothing You better zip your lips cause around here stuntin nigga emp yo clip
My grand so ridickuless You can call me da clips
Cause 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 da 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 4 my head

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
18 riding lacks nigga
How you hate dat?
Do it big bad bitch give me dat shake back nigga
y'all ain't got do shit
Just leave it 2 me Push record 4 yo boyand lay back and kick up yo beat
turn up da beat
A pen paper give me one sheet Put a barcode on it
Disrebute dis heat
I got tha biggest fuckin bug buzzin in dis 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 dis mutha fucker
I'm the spice in da gumbo
I'm bout my fuckin paper man dats all I fuckin want more
you gone gets wats mine
Oh no, you a dumb hoe
Still good,still can get you right on da down low
It never snow in Baton Rouge
I'm da nigga wit da snow
2 let y'all niggas do y'all thang so I hope y'all been gettin it
Wat up playa
I'm da new mayor of da city nigga

[Chorus]

I ride down ya street you can hear me in ya den
Shakin' niggas walls when I put it past 10
G-shit, I ain't even gotta rap in 'em
I like to play tha songs with a lotta slap in 'em

The amp turned up so it sound like this
My girl ask me why I like it loud like this
I got the by 9s cross the back and I bet

You neva seen a nigga with tha pound like this
I ride by the club and e'vry body get loose
The hoes get to tootin', all the niggas get to bootin'
Don't nobody try me, know I'm quick to get to shootin'

I'm known around town as the lit nigga with the music
And I'm doin' all good and the cake not bad
I ain't lyin' if I tried I could break my glass
The police pull me over and they raid my cash
Man they be wishin' they could take my ass

I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)

I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)

I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)

I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)

I got a lotta people wanna steal my shit
I got six 12's you can hear my shit

Man, I really be trunken, man, I really be beatin'
You can hear when I'm comin', you can hear when I'm leavin'
I got it hooked up the sickest so ain't no since in competin'
Man yo shit is the cheapest, you might blow out ya speakas

And we blowin' and all, I got warrants and all
Done looked down at the phone, I done missed a few calls
Me and boosie was thuggin', ballin' out on the rent
He was tellin' me sumthin' but I couldn't much hear it

'Cause the music was bumpin', I could barely much see 'em
'Cause we was smokin' on sumthin' that we just got from Korea
All the hatas was watchin' as they was checkin' the paint
All the bitches was jockin', they look at us and faint

We done came to the top but niggas thought that we can't
Man this lil' nigga trippin', he done waste all his drank
On my brand new interior you know the leather is mink
But I'm way past straight so that ain't nuthin' to me

I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)

I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)

I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)

I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)

I got a lotta people wanna steal my shit
I got six 12's you can hear my shit

Now when I cut it up to 8 you hear that boom, bing, bow, bam
I block around the club, they be like oohh, we got dam
Everybody lookin', tryn to see who I am
Cut that numba 9 on when I play that trill fam

2 supa charged amps with the airconditioner fans
The pipes sound good and the motor is a man
Lil' mama wanna ride but I sorta made plans
I gotta go get my cousin cause he fresh up out the pen

Then I'm goin' scoop Webbie, he goin' park the drop top
Just got my 94 caprice up out tha chop shop
Six pioneers mounted up in a block box
Me and shell buckin' give a fuck if the cops watch

Old jams make then old folkes wanna pop lock
Check me if you want, get yo stupi ass glock popped
Every wipp a nigga ride gotta be top notch
We don't play a song in that bitch if it ain't got knock

I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)

I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)

I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)

I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)
I got six 12's
(You can tell)

I got a lotta people wanna steal my shit
I got six 12's you can hear my shit

Bitch ass nigga tellin folks wat he gon do when he see me
Nigga i dont even know about this fake ass beefin that perpertratin' ass bootin fo some fake ass reason i dont know but all I know you betta shot when you see me 19 since I was i was 12 i been packin them pieces runnin wild thru the hood in Baton Rouge with the beasts.13 goin to school in my nigga Caprices he'll fuck the aunties and I'll fuck the lil neice.High school all the hoes stretch Bauds and creases janitors,contruction workers,I supplied the people.I stay on that street shit and i dont lie to people aint wit that rap beef shit cuz i'll quiet them people. You probably wanna throw a brick and then hide yo fingas dont even try it nigga I'll send a riot to see ya.Bunch of regular ass niggas know the sky is the heater backin out into a war wat you surpise to see me.

U Don't Want That(A bunch of Trill niggas comin for yo muthafuckin stomach get blunted loadin tommies ya dig)
U Don't Want That(That ol red dot aimin fo yo top ghetto hot bullet comin to hit you while you runnin)
U Don't Want That(Walkin ya down like it aint nothin close-close can hit ya hit ya while stumbling)

U Don't Want That Uh-Uh Bitch ass nigga you don't want that, you don't want that

[Boosie]

[Repeat x2]
Is it my cars, is it my clothes
That make these ho's want fuck fo' sho
Is it my style the way I roll
That makes these haters want hate some mo'

Is it that fifth that I drink, when
I'm in my whip wit the fresh ass paint
That make these ho's
Want look at my face
An make these niggas
Wan be at my place
Or tell me is it my shirt,
That cost three hundred
That make me have to go to heaven with a gun,
Gone make a nigga hate my mommas son
Maybe it's my style, this the way I come
Or maybe its these ho's
That I've done be's
Maybe is yo sista or yo niece
Or how I rock my boes wit no crease
Or how I'm just so throwed and off the leash or
Tell me is it these shoes on my feet,
An how they matchin my fists so perfectly
That make a hata wanna
Go about they way on me
Nigga I don't even you, want to hate on me

[Repeat x2]
Is it my cars is it my clothes
That make these ho's want fuck fo' sho
Is It my style the way I roll
That makes these haters want hate some mo'

Is it my bitch? If it is which one
Moly bitch up in the city
Or the one in the country
O how a nigga so hot numba one
In the country, ever since I did it big
Big money big stuntin'
Or is it my nigga that ? Bun be,
Y'all don't like hearing me
With the UG Kings or
Tell me is it my looks,
That make you ho's scream
And how every mouth all witten want suck on me,
Or tell me is it that screen
As you see inside,
When I be high rollin by
Let me cop one ride
Or tell me is it my style how I'm just so fly
Now a nigga so wow plus I'm on right now
Tell me is it my hood,
How that bitch rode
365/24 wit them quarters and ho's
Or how I holla at my people
Befo they get you some mo'
Handalin' Bentleys with the
People to avoid them folks

[Repeat x2]
Is it my cars is it my clothes
That make these ho's want fuck fo' sho
Is It my style the way I roll
That makes these haters want hate some mo'

Is it my cake, or my bundles of crack
Or how I made this here whip
Mannie Fresh on the track
Or is it the platinum plaque
I'm about to snatch
Cause you know I signed a deal
And it my turn to act
Go put them big 24's
And that brand new Lac

(feat. Big Head)

[Intro:]
Wassup wassup wassup
Turn it up
Webbie
Trill E-N-T. Young Savage
Just some gangsta shit for the gangstas to ride to

"Damn mane, what you don't fuck with a nigga no mo? "
Don't even come at me like that!
"Damn nigga, Webbie, where you been at? "
Out here gettin rich nigga. Fuck out my face.
I'm a fuckin hustler nigga, I ain't got time to be playin nigga, I'm tryin get it.
(I'm tryin to do somethin.)

Check me out, Look

[Verse 1:]
Now I'mma tell you like a man, I don't owe ya'll shit
And I'm gonna say this shit again,
I don't owe ya'll shit.
But before a nigga had somethin, (shitt)
I ain't have nothin (my kids)
Yeah they still love me (friends)
I had a couple of em
Wasn't nobody fussin, tryin to see what was up
When my shoes was been dusty, with a hole in the front
And I'd get mad at Lil Slugger, he put a hole in the blunt
When my daddy lost the house, moved with grandma for a month
Then that month turned into a year
And I turned strait to them streets
Then my dog gave me that b
I turned the shit to that heat
Them school fights turned to that beef
And we was gon fall for that street
Then my nigga turned to that piece
I ain't seen him since I was 13
I get home and catch my knees
This rap shit was just a dream
Wasn't nobody mad at me tellin me about how I need to come see em
I ain't have a car, I just need some new rims
Just tell ole boy he just got a new Benz
My daddy used to tell me that I needed some new friends
I guess back then, it just didn't make since

[Chorus:]
Now come on
Keep it trill
You been knowin me since I was lil
And you ain't even take me serious mane that's why a nigga feel like (You a Trip!)
How you be trippin (You a Trip!)
I be trippin (You a Trip!)
How I be glistenin (You a Trip!)
It's a trip over postiton (You a Trip!)
It's a trip how you miss me (You a Trip!)
Now don't take it wrong and think I'm trippin cause I'm on
But um really you can go on and leave me the fuck alone (You a Trip!)
How you be trippin (You a Trip!)
I be trippin (You a Trip!)
How I be glistenin (You a Trip!)
It's a trip over postiton (You a Trip!)
It's a trip how you miss me (You a Trip!)

[Verse 2:]
I had to tell lil nigga from the club
I'm still the same nigga from the mud
So watch how you be runnin up questionin me about stupid stuff
I'm well known from the boot and up
Don't come up to me with that bootin up
Mane how I been movin up
I really hate to have to go and shoot ya up
In just 2000 I was ridin a bus
Show up at school, get expelled, fuck it
I'm out here, If I go to jail, fuck it
Didn't this many people care for me
Now a nigga rich you is there for me
And I owe you this and I owe you that (What?)
You not nothin till you got somethin, everbody love ya
Pops told me that
Niggas ain't shit, life showed me that
They done stole from me
They done hold me back
You round here actin like hoes would act
Tell me how I'm supposed to act
I see yo ass, be yo ass
Comin up, I ain't barely see yo ass
Tryin to be me, be done beat yo ass
Hard head, make a nigga teach yo ass
Tell you the truth, I don't need yo ass
All I really need is my dog fans
And all my people that I feel fam
This big glock 40 and Trill Fam
Ya'll look mad, I'mma steal laugh
Them new Camaros go real fast
They don't come out till "09" already got mine
Man I'm fittin to act a dog now

[Chorus:]
Now come on
Keep it trill
You been knowin me since I was lil
And you ain't even take me serious mane that's why a nigga feel like (You a Trip!)
How you be trippin (You a Trip!)
I be trippin (You a Trip!)
How I be glistenin (You a Trip!)
It's a trip over postiton (You a Trip!)
It's a trip how you miss me (You a Trip!)
Now don't take it wrong and think I'm trippin cause I'm on
But um really you can go on and leave me the fuck alone (You a Trip!)
How you be trippin (You a Trip!)
I be trippin (You a Trip!)
How I be glistenin (You a Trip!)
It's a trip over postiton (You a Trip!)
It's a trip how you miss me (You a Trip!)

[Verse 3: Big Head]
Look, Big Head the same nigga till he dead and gone
The same nigga that wasn't allowed in yo home
The same nigga that did that same dirt with that chrome
The same nigga that did them same jokestas all along
Why would I change now
Just because the camera's on
And yo girl got my dick in her camera phone
Mane let me do my thing
I'm in that zone
You hatin cause I'm makin and you dead wrong
Well if you ain't gon kill me,
Ain't no stoppin me
Watch, I get the whole board on Monopoly
Matter fact, fuck ya'll with a apostrophe
That is how you want it
So that is how it gotta be
I probably pop yo ass approximately with 6 slugs
While Turk and Mel buy the judge
You got a grudge but remember I don't give a fuck
Whenever you get mad enough,
Try yo luck!

[Chorus:]
Now come on
Keep it trill
You been knowin me since I was lil
And you ain't even take me serious mane that's why a nigga feel like (You a Trip!)
How you be trippin (You a Trip!)
I be trippin (You a Trip!)
How I be glistenin (You a Trip!)
It's a trip over postiton (You a Trip!)
It's a trip how you miss me (You a Trip!)
Now don't take it wrong and think I'm trippin cause I'm on
But um really you can go on and leave me the fuck alone (You a Trip!)
How you be trippin (You a Trip!)
I be trippin (You a Trip!)
How I be glistenin (You a Trip!)
It's a trip over postiton (You a Trip!)
It's a trip how you miss me (You a Trip!)