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What up bitch I'm on my—I'm on my Boosie Badazz shit right now nigga You know what I'm saying, one time to the OG, legend (Fight) You know, ain't no one on one On one on, one on one (fight) You know, ain't no one on one On one on, one on one (fight) You know we gon' jump on jump Jump on jump (fight) You know we gon' jump on jump Jump on, jump on jump (fight) You know, ain't no one on one On one on, one on one (fight) You know, ain't no one on one On one on, one on one (fight) You know, ain't no one on one On one on, one on one (fight) You know we gon' jump on jump Jump on, jump on jump (fight) If my bitch take her makeup, lipstick and her wig off We gone hit like a chainsaw, it's a jigsaw I got sticks, I might get you hit, if I'm pissed off Touch my bitch, I might cut your throat and your wrists off (gang, gang) Kumbaya, Kumbayay, I'm so gang, gang-related And my opps know I don't play And the cops know, I was straight Hey lil' bitch, you out of place If she pull up, she gon' pay All this drip, I'm out of space I'm somewhere that I don't stay I can't let my dawg fight you one on one (whoop that hoe) You too big, he too small, we ain't goin' So we gon' jump yo ass for no reason (bitch) Beat that bitch towards seizure Everybody take an ass-whoopin' one day Better be glad you breathin' (fight) You know, ain't no one on one On one on, one on one (fight) You know, ain't no one on one On one on, one on one (fight) You know we gon' jump on jump Jump on jump (fight) You know we gon' jump on jump Jump on, jump on jump (fight) You know, ain't no one on one On one on, one on one (fight) You know, ain't no one on one On one on, one on one (fight) You know, ain't no one on one On one on, one on one (fight) You know we gon' jump on jump Jump on, jump on jump (fight) Badass syndicated Ask my hood, I been their favorite 4-5 have you penetrated Pull up on you, give you demonstrations Dump on 'em out of new Mercedes Face shot, that's an invitation You invited to my smoke party 'Bout my money, boy I get impatient If you late, that's an increase Half them niggas, they against me Half them bitches wanna kiss me If I was still on my ten speed 4-5 have you penetrated Pull up on you, give you demonstrations Dump on 'em out of new Mercedes Face shot that's an invitation (License and registration) Where yo I.D.? I'm on them backstreets Come and try me If she fine I might poke her like an I.V. (stick it) Looking for a killer, you can hire me (first) Black MJ can't dye me (degree) Got enough money you can buy her (murder) But you ain't got enough money to buy me (gang-gang, gang) You know, ain't no one on one On one on, one on one (fight) You know, ain't no one on one On one on, one on one (fight) You know we gon' jump on jump Jump on jump (fight) You know we gon' jump on jump Jump on, jump on jump (fight) You know, ain't no one on one On one on, one on one (fight) You know, ain't no one on one On one on, one on one (fight) You know, ain't no one on one On one on, one on one (fight) You know we gon' jump on jump Jump on, jump on jump (fight)
Writer(s): Sammie Benson, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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