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Yeah, fuck with your boy
Max Biggavel
Dame Grease
Hollywood Ferg
Fuck with your boy, oww
Won't you hit me for them bitches, duke?
He pull up them sixes too
Watch me leave, they gon' be missin' you
In the kitchen booth, get's to chefin' up
All my niggas is witchin' up, uh-oh
Gang green comin', they catchin' up, set ya up
When you think it's nothin', niggas creep up from behind
Niggas sneak up from behind, leave you leakin' from that nine
I'm gon' serve you with that quarantine
Pardon me, take yo' breath away like a robbery, oww, oww
I need that young and tender fun, I surrender for some rum
That a, that a get that dough, I could bet I hit that ho
Tell her daddy that she love me, because she ate my dick
Leave you wet like a tomato, bullets spin you like tornado
Know that boy he got that label, nigga don't fuck with gang green
Hit you with that drank shit, get your career ended
Nigga I feel offended, best to watch yo' mouth
When you speakin' to the chief, leave you leakin' in the street
Catch you cheatin' that's yo' feet, off of them they go
Leave you awful, layin' in broke, they done alternate that coke
I'm a hit them when they close they eyes
Shit they don't know my disguise
Hide yo' prize, every dime I count was mines, oww, oww
Won't you hit me for them bitches, duke?
He pull up them sixes too
Watch me leave, they gon' be missin' you
In the kitchen booth, get's to chefin' up
All my niggas is witchin' up, uh-oh
Gang green comin', they catchin' up, set ya up
When you think it's nothin', niggas creep up from behind
Niggas sneak up from behind, leave you leakin' from that nine
I'm gon' serve you with that quarantine
Pardon me, take yo' breath away like a robbery, oww, oww
From foster home to foster home, facin' DCF
Young bird, kicked to the curb and forced to leave the nest
Always knew that I would be blessed, like an angel in the flesh
I get high, ready to die, you can see it in my eyes
Was it for rap I'd probably be dead
Was it for coke I'd probably be broke
Was it for Bush I'd probably be rich
Fuck you think taxin' all them bricks?
Always had dreams I'd cop that six
Long as these fiends gon' need that fix
I'll be there like the Jackson 5, stay on point like eye to eye
Check Maxie for them pies, he gon' front me twenty-five
Bring him back, swing the bird, off 'em all for twenty-five
Middle man anything that I can, who the fuck you think that I am?
Cop that Aston Martin cash, and I ain't even touch my stash
Hands be itchin' like a rash, tried me, told me stroke it fast
Are you dumb? She say it right, only Bigg and me, huh
Fuckin' slut, I pull out and bust, all over her butt
Why be damned, the way she move I'm bustin' all over my hand
Won't you hit me for them bitches, duke?
He pull up them sixes too
Watch me leave, they gon' be missin' you
In the kitchen booth, get's to chefin' up
All my niggas is witchin' up, uh-oh
Gang green comin', they catchin' up, set ya up
When you think it's nothin', niggas creep up from behind
Niggas sneak up from behind, leave you leakin' from that nine
I'm gon' serve you with that quarantine
Pardon me, take yo' breath away like a robbery, oww, oww
I took the streets without no radio, Maxie he's so wavy, yo
Ol' girl she wanted that eighty of blow, had to get her right
She said, "Biggie I feel freaky like this
Piggy, won't you hop up like a froggie?"
Bitch I'm 'bout to do you doggie
There's no way you could be my shorty
See I don't love these hoes, I just touch 'em and I tease 'em
I'm big pimped and never beat 'em, never
Get excited when a nigga beat 'em, do 'em like my other bitches mayne
He pull up in sixes mayne, he pull up and get ya mayne
Right when you on that block, plus yo' boss said you can't leave
Cause you got 'em off that rock, tell me when's it all gon' stop?
As soon as that flatline scream bleep, no more Aston Martin's
Put you in that casket pa, took you off that wagon cart
Couldn't roll with that wave it's a shame
Got these niggas doin' Broadway plays
Lookin' all shiny from that make-up, got that watch but not from Jacob
Got that cake, can't wait to go back to Jamaica, oww, oww
Won't you hit me for them bitches, duke?
He pull up them sixes too
Watch me leave, they gon' be missin' you
In the kitchen booth, get's to chefin' up
All my niggas is witchin' up, uh-oh
Gang green comin', they catchin' up, set ya up
When you think it's nothin', niggas creep up from behind
Niggas sneak up from behind, leave you leakin' from that nine
I'm gon' serve you with that quarantine
Pardon me, take yo' breath away like a robbery, oww, oww
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