, wanna fist fight? Man don't get ya shit sliced, yeah, I hope the fifth tight We tryna party, yo homey don't mess up this night It's a D.T.P. thang,
people worried about what we got Everything we drop will be hot Puff Daddy and the Goodfellas don't stop Can't stop, won't stop (2x) Sheek: Hey, yo it's
That's how I go [This your boy Li'l John] That's how I go [and your boy Baby Bash] That's how I go [Mario] How I go how I go I let the roof drop Drippin
Missy Drink Moette until I'm pissy I pulled up in a Bentley Hoes asking, "Who is it?", It's F L I P Blowing that light green No sticks, no seeds 300 dollars for an O
's time to make a change Gotta make that move There's a time and place for everythin' Don't worry about your circumstances Take your chances, still from the L
can't fuck wit me We comin' straight from the S-O-U-T-H, true P-L-A-Y-A You in the land of the Candyman You best crown the man and never playa hate We
a shop cotton candy and licorice Cash in stashes, that's a must We leavin' with a million and that's a plus Don't get it twisted, man, don't try to
cut for me, deal me, touch me L O V E, E to the F to the R T Y I spits the shit from the T O P, it's me, the E Droppin' it nuclear all the time Motherfucker
show you how to get this money, right Breakdown Miami hot, 'candy' flopped I'm the new bad girl and I can't be stopped Uh, sipping bailey's, flossing daily On T R L
So, don't act funny, Style let's blaze on back Come fix Divine's Style, connect summer child I know he's popped it, I got the means to protect It's
what's your fanta-ta-sies You know what I need Somebody that who can come li-li-lick the clit And a nigga who ain't thinking 'bout a Trina L P And I'
Dogg and they already know. Then I get love from the B's, love from the C's, Mexican, Asian that's a more of O G's Throw it up when they see
over To my man, Big Will he's still here The 40 side of Vernon My man Big L.E.S. Big Cee-Lo from the Don Shawn Penn, the 40 Busters My crew the shorty
I ain't choose too rhyme, y'all betta get it right "The Saga Continues", another "Bad Boy for life" The F-A-B-O-L-O know who I am 'cause he heard me and
known for our purity (Chorus) [Verse 2] Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's Take Keys break 'em down the o's and p's 17 shots pulled
C. Chill all the O.G.'s know me In that Bourbon with the candy paint For deep most of my niggas ain't got no car that's why we so deep We left a funeral
) What turf you from? (turf you from) What's you city playboy (what's yo city?) mine 9-4-5-9-1 Vallejo! That's all I yell (that's all I yell) Speakin
, I'm comin She said it's the same since I came and rained it's still hard You can stimulate the brain, feel the God It's hard to go against the grain, it's