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Laid Way Back Laid Way Back Man I live up in B.R Ima die up in B.R I got shit to do today so I cant die until tomorrow I done stole a bag of dro Im gettin high til tomorrow Nigga play with me right now im bussin nine til tomorrow My shit got a bad motor i aint promised til tomorrow so as long as I got gas ima drive it til tomorrow lookin for a bitch thats 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 wantta me borrow her, let me have her til tomorrow dont give a **** about who smellin when its comin out ya car Im inhalin and exhalin gettin blunted til tomorrow lets go posted up at the spot and make some change til tomorrow if im 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 I was spose 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 B spot and he had a big blunt of that dro and I forgot I was spose 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 cuz how she **** 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 motha****a tellin me my court date in 2 weeks for beatin on my older woman showed up at that hoe apartment smokin somethin ran into her put it in her mouth and told her to drop it 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 cuz 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 Im blown them ghetto mommas dont trip they askin you got some mo let her momma hit the dro and she smell is that dro when I hit the club they can tell cuz Im puttin it in the air hoes ask can they hit niggas askin is it for sale security dont be trippin they be puttin in tne air when you in here thats all you smell high dro is what we smokin when we be... Webbie |
Like That Like That 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'ma 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. Ima Squeze all on you booty all nasty, done made 18 girl im legal you can harass me. cash and a bemmer I cant 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 im 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'ma 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'ma handle that there and then im through wit it. tell me is you bullshitin 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 thats bout some dollars, 350 dollar bottles thats all she want to swalla. and if you aint a big balla she aint 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'ma 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 sneek 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... Webbie |
Retarded Retarded I'm stackin,rappin but if I just so happen was it, I probably would be posted up thugin, sellin crack are somethin I had 2 leave it alone cause the rats r something Look like 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 wheres the mutha****in crown I don't have no ****in friends I'm solo now Put my trust and my mack 10 bitch don't let me down Coloaborate Just **** wit them that's makin me sick Spoil 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 ninty nine problems and but a bitch ain't one Ghetto stories, and gangsta music, thank big labels ain't come Shit we just trying see which one I'm so retarded And I'm gon all hard and My game mutha****in bitch brains up And I just getting started They hate 2 see a nigga ballin They rather see a nigga in a coffin But rap money, street money I'm gon see money Bitch nigga ragardless 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 u 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 18 riding lacks nigga How you hate dat? Do it big bad bitch give me dat shake back nigga Yall 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 ****in 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 ****er I'm the spice in da gumbo I'm bout my ****in paper man dats all I ****in want more U gone gets wats mine Oh no, u a dumb hoe Still good,still can get u rite on da down low It never snow in Baton Rouge I'm da nigga wit da snow 2 let yall niggas do yall thang so I hope yall been gettin it Wat up playa I'm da new mayor of da city nigga... Webbie |
What Is It What Is It Is it my cars, is it my clothes That make these ho's want **** 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 niga 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 u, want to hate on me Is it my cars is it my clothes That make these ho's want **** 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 stuntinOr is it my nigga that ? Bun B, Yall dont 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 im just so fly Now a nigga so wow plus im 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 moHandalin' Bentleys with the People to avoid them folks Is it my cars is it my clothes That make these ho's want **** 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... Webbie |
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