feat. Mr. Lil One
[Mr. Lil One (Talkin)]
Yeah it's mothafuckin Lil One
Back in here
With my dawg Shadow
Representin Beyond Entertainment
In the house
Makin all these phat ass tracks
For the bitches
For the hoes
And the nickel bags
Peep it out
Hey dawg tell em what time it is
Homie
[Mr. Shadow]
To all my people in them Lo-Lo Chevolets
Hittin corners rollin on them chrome daytonas
Flags on the back representin to the fullest
High lids poppin girls are jockin
After cruisin we can do this
Mobbin to the grill and parly all night
To the next day drinkin Allezay or Presidente
Swiggin Thinkin Slowly Blinkin
Starin at the bottle that we've been drinkin
Sinkin like a ship but still I ain't gon quit
And if you wanna bring the drama
You better be packin an extra clip
Don't slip cause if you fall
You won't get up at all
I rode with those fools
That'll make your lives forever stall
The darkest of them all
Packin clothes like county jail
Droppin bars like up in prison
When you're posted up in that cell
Shadow's bringin hits
Makin hoochies move their hips
Triple 6 - 1 - Triple 9
Buildin clout and stackin chips
Pow
[Chorus: Mr. Lil One]
We can make you dance
If you want us to [And you know this]
We can take yo bitch
If you want that to [Dumb ass]
[2x]
[Mr. Lil One]
I got a back full of latex
Gotta have the safe sex
Never mind a nickel bag
Fiendin for my pay check
Let's begin
Words up in the wind
It's Lil One and Shad
Comin through I fin to brag
Brag about the sickness
Bitches wanna hit this
We the Mistahs
Dress
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