see it's on There ain't nothin goin on but love Yes tonight I'd rather be gettin down In the bedroom instead of the town Fellas I ain't goin out
(huck puh) I'm that sh*t man Only sh*t I kno paying child support for your ' cuz your ' ain't da sh*t man Haha I'm a son a of a b**ch and I kno it Cuz
so we ain't gotta network (Let's go) We always got work, so we ain't gotta get work And if you ain't gettin' your work from us you bound to get jerked
untamed, I been pained so I gangbang, train's game, she claimed That I got much fame, so I strained til I came Better get up out of my center, if you
kicked ou the club And go s.t.u.p.i.d.. rest in peace to my nigga mac d.r.e I ain't been to a place that goes dumber than us. If you ain't goin dumb
rap david doer the rap bibler The coacher stealer, niggas ain't with ya I'm the rap Hewey, the rap Malcolm, the rap Martin Don't worry I'm a finish what
and dub's We ain't talkin' behind yo back and we ain't scared to bust I'm by myself, but bein' alone makes you strong I stepped out the porch young, so
I gut 'em, I roll 'em, I smoke 'em, and I pass 'em I serve 'em, deliver, walk up on 'em and blast 'em I'm strong but my niggaz, I'm takin they cash
in the torso, B-2-1-2, fuckin' with me Now you can hate me all you want to 'cause I ain't hard to find I got hitters on payroll and parolees dyin' to
This nigga thank he, Lil' Jon and his partner Scrappy Goin' dumb with his bitch, so he don't like me This ain't the South boy, we ain't crunk we go hyphy
huck puh) I'm that sh*t man Only sh*t I kno paying child support for your ? cuz your ? ain't da sh*t man Haha I'm a son a of a b**ch and I kno it Cuz
Paul] I gut 'em, I roll 'em, I smoke 'em, and I pass 'em I serve 'em, deliver, walk up on 'em and blast 'em I'm strong but my niggaz, I'm takin they cash
I gangbang, train's game, she claimed That I got much fame, so I strained til I came Better get up out of my center, if you ain't down with the inner
happy This nigga thank he Lil' Jon and his partner Scrappy Goin dumb with his bitch so he don't like me This ain't the South boy, we ain't crunk we go
nigga, ah you don't want what I'm break out the house Ah so I, strongly suggest you keep my name out ya mouth Before I, be in ya house tapin ya spouse
