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Beat: Tony Bunz
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Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #2,461
Peak in subgenre #1,268
Rights
2005 Kettle Black Inc.
Uploaded
August 20, 2010
Track Files
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MP3 3.0 MB 128 kbps 3:16
Story behind the song
Beat: Bundy of K-Dubb Productions
Lyrics
(hook) I'm comin from the sto'front. I got the Henney and the K's What you h*** want? It's goin down like what Chica lookin like she grossed up Takin no stuff. 'Bout to hit the club, post up Don't rape it. Take it on a date. Ladies make the fellas wait. Meditate. Maybe I can get a better play and elevate. n*** s don't know sh** about me. I eat 'em like cheddar bay biscuits -- bake 'em up like a vanilla cake. You better make sure her period is up to date. The welterweight underestimators know we' the better players. b*** es is h*** -- I said it. n*** s is all shook up. And if a sucka wanna playa hate, BOOM like an 808. Yo. I'm in this piece. In the D, smokin good, man. 313. Bout to spend these peeps. F*** a Bentley. I got some Henney and 3 freaks. And i'mma tell you what's on tonight. Sayin to hell with temptation, being strong tonight. Sike. Get you drank on. Smoke somethin' good. Do it right. Represent for your folks in the hood. (hook) The club's hoppin -- got them boxes poppin like a smut shop. Glass XXX, jaws droppin cuz they' pussy poppin. F*** a sucka cock blocka. Tell him, "Got this sh** on lock. Yall don't want no shots. The cops won't come a-knock-knock." Tell that chick you' watchin, "Rock it. Don't stop. Get it get it." Before you know it, Bowe'd like Riddick, sick-wit-it, on my jock. Now you got them panties droppin, bedrockin, whatnot. Legs lockin like we hopscotchin, suckin on my twat doggystyle, tales waggin, slobbin on yo noggin, slappin booty and you got the room stanky like your feces droppin. Ganja-smokin, lip-smackin, eatin Joes Crab Shack (is) what can happen if you don't inventory your backstock footage seein Houston Comets, Rockets, put it in the bush Head-knockin, mornin, get to fizz n ploppin, feelin ugh. OPP'd 'em like a mug, steady drinkin, smokin drug Think I'm gassin, n*** ? What? Passion of a certain thug. (hook)
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