What it do, do What it do What it do What it do baby girl Get on the dance floor Will you put your drink down Come and dance with me What it do baby
It's on, it's on, it's on, yeah It's on, it's on, it's on, yeah It's on, it's on, it's on, yeah It's on, it's on, it's on, yeah I'm just a drop top flippin
Off brand niggaz, we ain't fuckin' with y'all Catch up with ya kind 'cuz you ain't touchin' a dog Imitation fake like Gucci suits that niggaz be wearin
He, he, he, yeah What kind of nigga always run his mouth like a hoe? Like his jaw got a battery, this nigga always know Who got robbed, got shot, who
Look at the grill, look at the grill Look at the grill, look at the grill Look at the grill This for my niggaz with the bank roles (Look at the grill
be or not to be, that is the question Ball and G, that's the answer Living legends, many are called but few are chosen You know their names, legends
smoked a few Got my bread and didn't do what the fuck I was supposed to do Money blinds players, turns them into evil spirits Niggaz die trying to live
, we poppin' at you hatas man Soft ass niggaz make they chin hit the floor Off bran niggaz take they cheese and they hoe Mafio, Mafio, niggaz know, niggas know When them real live
[MJG] I'm so cold, I need a coat in the kitchen I bust two verses, then go into intermission No way you can provoke my vision I, dont play I make a hoe
been waitin' for Collaboration, c'mon now Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Straight from the underground, fat boy from the mound Spit it how I live
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Said I got the blues Memphis city blues Yeah, light up the green, watch me light up the room Watch me light up the mic, fat boy, be the truth Nigga live
the dark I hit the bat into the ball and out of the park And live with the question alone that's meddlin' hard What if you had to live under the bridge
And break more records than Rice did for the Niners Them silly one now, all gangstas get them bless To be wake to be among so many living legends Nobody
the hood but you proved us wrong you proved us wrong [Verse 2 - Sunspot Jonz] Loose canon My whole life was a street fight under broken street lights You could never live
s go) To all the late night people Driving home from the club, you know your *** got work in the morning! I hope your *** don't get fired. Living Legends
be betta days ahead of me Cheddar cheese, luxuries, were never gave to me Instead I shift from home to home, feelin' lone was I prone From the destiny in which I lay to wallow To live
down never fallin' down down down never fallin' down. never fallin' down down down never fallin' down even if i was blindsided by mac trucks in the
