Chorus x2 Big dreams make big stars Don't forget who you are Although I live for today
[Mr. Mo] I ain't ???? I'm ???? ???? bed dream On the camera scene know what I mean Get the bitch out your blood stream See the green make some niggaz cake Some buy a house on the lake I'm a cheapskate like chocolate shake And an ???? for the bath tub like the last love Hundred and twenty seconds of that ???? Begging me to do whatever I would when I could And I should but I can't in the hood a nigga ain't Is it wood is or is it paint Can't thaink because of the drank Because of the cheese Naw it's the jeans won't let her breath These dollars keep burning quicker than the weed Nigga please I take it day by day Day by day
Chorus x2
[Polow] {Talking} Hey what's up nigga Damn you don' came up boy Remember you used to play in the marching band You was a nerd nigga
{Rap} Now you was lame growing up you ain't had no hoes in high school Niggas used to take your shoes at the swimming pool Used to kick it with the bustaz in the marching band But you was wicked with the flute so you kept playin' You got your first big machine when you was sixteen Now the record label say you on fire like a kerosene Money changed the scene Oh you a star now Got yourself a hundred thousand dollar car now Damn you big time you don' came up Go to the strip club every night get your thang sucked Changed up your bifocals to Versace shades But you still that lame nigga from the tenth grade You bitch made and you can't hide that for moneyz And them hoez got you putting snow in your nose You dummy, but hey it's just a phase that you goin' through You think you got it made if you only knew
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[Cutty Cartel] Picture perfect our stylez For those who rumor Only leaving themselves blind to see if you ask me Should be drug on concrete Thus few less with heart Then not to repeat buddy you weak How it start as an art A ritual that hasn't evolved I say y'all meaning you Check em like some girls Coming from lunch on be
Now i don worried fo da last time Thankin bout how ya'll niggas choke like da big game Gettin slapped like a BITCH it ain't no new thang Without dat cheese see im cakin em up shawty to cut fo fees Now big time celebrity cant u tell frum there Open yo heart to dis ho she light skinned wit good hair Got u caught up in emotions dat u cant replace Now u comin out yo pocket cause she givin you face Gettin laced wit yo boyz i know shawty she wit da dubs See she da type a bitch'll git u served at da club Pinnin pictures to get you all versace down Straight clown and den she waitin on some weddin vows LAME NIGGA! u shoulda known dat she wouldn't shit Instead of spendin cheese u shoulda got dat bitch slick NOW!
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Its all about survival do or die It just aint big enough for u and i If i dont git u you'll git me As soon as my feet bless the concrete
Now hold up I think my eyes playin a joke on me homes I know niggas didnt just finish runnin out of my home I think its best fo dem to wait fo my hi to settle Because thats da best way they live through da day nigga! I hate it cause my weight was missing Bust off a couple shots wit my neighbors listening Pissed off cause my safe had a empty space And murder will be da case if money aint replaced And i know who knew exactly where my stash was Plus i bet i reach his crib fo his ass does Now hes a has was Life must not mean much I bring a homocide scene once my greens touch Da phone ring i picks it up aint nothin but- [a whats up dog i heard you got stuck fo some money now you know i was born Wit a heart full of stone im wit whatever man hit yo boy tell me when its On] Nigga its on tonite Meet me at da spot Shoot up his gravesite and leave da casket hot I dont care how we do it Long as it git don Cash back plus some dont make me have to bust some When it come to money trust none It be dem hot ones u be runnin frum See where im comin frum
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I aint lyin Some times i feel like a microphone Lame niggas keep talkin to me wont leave me 'lone Bit da dome Somebody please turn da speakers on So these lame boys can hear demselves remindin me ?? Beat da wrong nigga down lookin fo a half a pound But buddy had a ounce so i laughed and i bounced Ha ha ha Shawty pimped a ??? Mackin never slackin never cappin say minyon Let me tell bout a crazy ho i meet frum Crenshaw She was jockin on my state but den a hold up wait Thats da same hoochie dat got Pookie in dat dookie Lied and said that my nigga was physically abusive Losin my cool but i stay calm and i collect there Knowin dat dis ho just want my money and and my sex and Beggin me to go home her so i went on wit da ho (damn) Now she got my stupid ass sittin up in court Shawty lyin yo honor U can ask my nigga oozie All i got was some head Hear da teeth marks to prove it But anyhow i won da case and shawty went back to L.A. [rule 1] watch yo ass next time you get some face cause
[Hook:] One of these days And it won't be long You'll look for me And I'll be goin' home Gotta hold on Gotta be strong Cuz people don't live that long no more
Now I been off in the cut I wish I knew from the git Plenty money on the table But this thang is a bitch And can't see nothin See you blind as hell This change that I got Don't mean shit if we don't sell Forget what ya tell, Playboy Lookin forward to buyin my momma a crib And tell it like it is That's the deal Decatur been hea' Stay down what ya feel I miss my boy every damn day, for real Seem like last week that ?????? was here At the crib gettin blown Damn, I wish I knowned How this woulda turned out To have a nigga stressin I'm prayin every night to thank the Lord for my blessin Confessin to change, just ain't the same When it's me That's hard as steel I had to lose my folk to see Resevoirs run dry where ya knees don't bend I could poor a fifth of Hen But it ain't enough in the end, cuz
[Hook]
Look around How many people here How many people gone How many times you done sang that song It's so hard to say goodbye That's what we say when the kinfolks die My homeboy Twain Oh, he goin through a thang So let it be known When momma gone, shit gon' change I feel his pain But it don't rain, everyday Everybody got a life to live Some choose to play But regardless how ya live it Man, we all got to give it Ain't no need to fight it Just let God handle his business Can I get a witness, ha? I know sometimes I call girls hoes And I be cussin when I'm bustin my flows I try to tighten up But dollar signs keep lightin up In front of my face And I can taste it so I'm on this paper chase Waistin, my precious time Tryin to paste my grime Unaware of the finish line Niggas dyin, cuz
[Hook]
Now my past is gone And my future ain't shit Might as well hit a lick, cuz time tick And split second decisions decide if I live or die Forever rest face to the sky Life is like a motor burnin out You done heard it word a mouth And in the south everyday a title bout Between myself and I Eye to eye without a clue If it angers me it endangers you To the point where you got to smoke a joint 'Cause you frustrated Cussin out the girl you was datin Nigga, that girl trippin, leave her She feed you good, keep her Or smokin on this reefer I teach her, how to be seen and not be seen The phone ring, broad tryna' sell me dreams It's just a fling, but some, don't understand Some, won't understand Hash in the hand better than ass in the jean I gotta get the cheese by any means necassary Bullshit done got my cousin buried The way ya carry, done got his life took The love of money niggas get hooked Quicker than crack And that's a fact you find in no book And you can sho' look But you won't find none Life's a card game with no shuffle I got the bad hand, tryna' bluff Touchin pain, flushin shit down the drain Train ya girl to run trains Now who to blame?
[INTRO: Juvenile] What's up whodie? This Juvenile Nino, Cash Money Millionaire Doin this here My boys from the ATL, Jim Crow And we all should say to all you playa-hatin muthafuckas Y'all better respect the South We on a come-up, nigga And we did this shit for the hoodrats, the hot girls, The hot boys, the three-time losers, the drug-abusers I don't give a fuck what you do, nigga Stick to what you do
[CHORUS] It be them Flaw Boyz, ???? Thinkin we was country on some hee-hi-haw We like Kane in the Eighties, we RAW, boy Fuck around and make me come up in your jaw, boy
[VERSE 1: Mr. Mo] I say no more talk, my liquor is malt A nigga never went to jail cause I ain't never got caught Now see it ain't my fault your boys sketched in chalk ???? shoulda learned the game that you bark See some niggas, they make me mad These hoes, they got it bad They ain't recognize, do the math And you will see they all bitch-made, lemonade Grown as hell but they actin like they 8th grade You need to play with a full deck Work a sweat, break a bitch and all I want is my check Is that bad to flex, is your girlfriend next? To get spiced up late night, Frapper's Delight (Nigga, whatever you like)
[VERSE 2: Cutty Cartel] On point like they droppin a beat, let's be discrete About these bullshit stories you hear up in the street I'm down to my last sheet, no mo' chance to roll Control everything I do, now how 'bout you? Me, he and even she Whoever who, no debate, I can't wait On shortie, to see what they do When they lose it all and ball, no flaw While you lickin all off on her bra We lickin for the cheese in the cash drawer With the safe unlocked, over a boy that got got And it's some foolish-ass spot, the back of the room Not knowin that his last breath has been consumed He done ballin
[CHORUS]
[VERSE 3: Polow] Ha-ha-ha (Yo, who the fuck is he?) Shawty Pimp The nigga that gives a damn 'bout a b Roaddogs run the streets, keep a beetch on a leash Eat good for the free, Fleetwood, a Caprice That's what we ride in, hide in from no enemy Preacher daughters freakin me, so-called players envy me Hennessy has the tendency to make a nigga stupid Can't whup my ass and all the alcohol said you can do it But you clueless thinkin that drink make you ruthless Now you're toothless runnin around town lookin stupid Cause cupid got your heart, gave your bitch a credit card But she still fuck around with them players on boulevard I don't care how hard the sound on your record You don't want nann ?? Shawty Pimp, not one second Huh? Not one second, bitch, not one second Now praise the Lord for these lyrical blessing
[VERSE 4: Juvenile] Direct your shit at Juvenile cause I'm the nigga that you hate Don't try to throw a brick from a distance, then hide your faces See, the places that I been you can't hang Unless I took you under my wing and I put you in the game Ever since I been walkin on this Converse soil Bitches been joining forces and makin blood boil But I'm here to spoil the whole royal ??? stop ??? whores from playin Over no, you must be crazy, ha, is ya? Boy, listen to me when I'm talkin before I get witcha Whip ya, rip your little dreams apart Take that same rhyme you bought it from me and then let it spark Depart before your people talkin seekin vengeance That's how I'ma handle business, fuck what's the consequences Hittin your residence with Russian-made instruments Your neighbors hollerin, run, trippin and call for the President
[CHORUS]
Boy, we be serious round this shit, dirty Ain't nobody fuckin with the South
[Juvenile] What's up The HB's done hooked up with them Jim Crows, ya heard me? And guess what, we ain't no hoes, nigga CMR, ATL there's no tomorrow, nigga Cash Money Millionaires in this muthafucka My nigga B-32 My nigga B.G. is here My nigga Lil Wayne, my nigga Lil Turk My nigga Mannie Freezie Fuck it, nigga Down South (Down South)
Now here's a little story I got to tell 'bout them three muthafuckas from ATL Cutty Cartel, Shawty Pimp, and Mr. Mo Jim Crow make them hoes drop they close to the floor
[Chorus x2: Mr. Mo and Polow(Shawty Pimp)] You know that hoe you know that hoe I know that hoe I know that hoe You know that hoe We know the same ass lame ass hoe
[Polow] Well let me tell yall bout this girl I met at mall She had a caramel skin stood bout six feet tall Her eyes were brown hair natural no weave I wanted to do her so I pursued her call ???? I said excuse me baby goddamn what's your name She said Alottavagina I just flew in from Spain I said what's going down she said I'm downtown I got a room at the Embassy plus a fifth of Crown Now this I can't resist temptation got me gone Just like the rest of the bottle now I'm ready to bone Oh I don't make it gone nobody that I frapp Now if I ever need assistance hit that nigga Flap Now back to Alotta shawty I knew I got her Cause when I went up in her deep she was screaming papa I made her touch herself then made her lick her finger Her brain numb got her sprung just like Jerry Springer You know this hoe
[Chorus]
[Cutty Cartel] I think it's Lacey she just moved in from Ontario Her and her partners was at the Hefa 'bout a week ago Me and Mr. Mo wanted Hen dog straight Open face in her mouth wonder what she about She decided to speak ask my name and shit Playboy bunny ain't this funny Oh this hoe is so thick That cutty buddy tight jeans with the bra to match Telling me she wanted me to fuck her straight from the back Slap that ass grab her hair she just don't care Flip her over beat them guts now she gasping for air Grabbed a towel cleaned herself we burned down a dub And it will be the same thang next week at the club You know this hoe
[Chorus]
[Mr. Mo] I saw this fine young slimie Said to myself I hope she user friendly Since I got a buzz off the Golden Grain It ain't no thang we can run a train I'm Mr. Mo I play these ladies like a card game I see you 50 and raise you two hoes Church girls strip they dress clothes behind closed doors But when the door roll up ???? the plot thickens Snatch your paper while you slipping better watch chicken They try to play you like you dumb but I'm a step ahead I beat a Puerto Rican drum ?????? They get friendly after three blunts over Remy After I poke I send them home without a penny Now stupid is what stupid does You shoulda known what it was traded your love for sex Now you love the sex I shake hoes strip em down like Meiko They can't say no Nigga you know that hoe
[Chorus]
[Polow] Stop let me tell you 'bout this girl that I knock Come to find she get around like Pac Good thang that I wore my sock My rubber my peanut cover My boy say this nigga cut her Now shit thick as peanut butter Cause I'm starting to think I love her Maybe the head went to my head Maybe my pimping flaw Cause ???? ain't supposed to go on emotional see saw Hit the mall we ball we play When I called your dawg she say You gone you ain't home probably out on a date She hate I know you there I hear you in the background But I don't care no more I don' cut you up and back down ??? back in town we spending time again I asked you bout my homeboy partner [Oh he's just a friend] Then you got on the bed and gave me some head and everythang And what I thought was love was nut it left when I came Oh yes she had some game She stood 'bout six four [Oh you talking 'bout her?] I ain't gon' say her name but yall know this hoe
huuuuaaagh!!!!!! get em buck get out yo ass where y'all at
yeah some bandits some bandits
i don't play shawty muthafuckaz swang my way everythang i say be real dats treal i feel that's these bitch niggaz sometimes twist nigga no rhymin rich niggaz don't deserve shit nigga i heard you waz a herb nigga sissy butt girl nigga give a ho a world nigga you make me want to hurl nigga don't talk like Earl da Pearl nigga whenit come to hittin ladies naw dis ain't no curl nigga (i love you boo) sho nuff baby niggaz sholl been trippin lately hatin cause I'm makin dough listen i got plenty bitches nigga i don't need yo ho don't you know da shit dat i got make dem ho want to give me dat twa pluck em pluck em hard as rock damn when i start its hard to stop ain't no nigga out dere better I'm tighter than wool an leather fuck you now ill take yo sweater now bitch git yo shit together my cheddar is my main focus ???????? we smoke all y'all fuckin roaches (hey muthafucka)
chorus 2x
we some bandits baby (baby) i know its hard to understand it baby (baby) somebody unhand us baby (baby) 'cause we some mutha fuckin bandits baby
a cru brought it in keep it crunk shit whacha want to do fake nigga dat bump yo trunk shit see i don fucked round an told y'all niggaz ridin round in yo hilfiger i snatch you out yo ??? niggaz gettin slizza i don't drank dat don I'm chillin everyday when i spendin fo my son went and got me dirty hait kinda cutty me and my niggaz we neva eva wake up early get up bout two cause i got yo gurl through she wanted to pat me down when i seen her in blue in dem bootie shorts (damn) her potna looked fine if she want to do it let shawty drank up some wine so she can git slizza we can cut her up take her to one oak and pine tree nigga wassup bandit baby
chorus
neva put my drank down we havin som ?? boy tell her put dat put dat stamp on it and mail it record it press it up and sell it boy you just been approved put some freedom our plan we tried to make shit move we make these beatz like a slave tell yo ho to behave git yo blunt and you blaze i say we real nigga we peal burnin rubber fo dayz and it don't stop 'cause it won't stop had a freak but you got cot cause da do locked hola to dese spanish broads all da dogz some bandits y'all strait up while you stranded leave you slizzad like some geritol over all we gon ball neva fall when you call remember nigga we some banditz bandits bandits
