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Always Strapped
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Birdman
Birdman
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rondell Cobbs II
Rondell Cobbs II
Composer
Bryan Christopher Williams
Bryan Christopher Williams
Lyrics
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Lyrics
Jermaine Anthony Preyan
Jermaine Anthony Preyan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rondell "Mr. Beatz" Cobbs
Rondell "Mr. Beatz" Cobbs
Producer
Alex Graupera
Alex Graupera
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Joshua Berkman
Joshua Berkman
Mixing Engineer
Mike Makowski
Mike Makowski
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Always Strapped when I hit the club Niggas give me dap, bitches give me hugs And since I'm paid, niggas be muggin' me, you know I'm muggin' back Niggas be muggin' me, you know I'm muggin' back Yes sir Check me out, look 26 inches, bitch I'm sittin' crooked Old school Chevy, faster than a silver bullet Strawberry paint, seats vanilla puddin' 2 bitches, gon' and eat each other's pussy Top chopped sent the car to the barbershop My driveway looks somethin' like a parkin' lot I'm so unothodox I got your bitch ridin' my dick wit no shocks (Bounce bitch, bounce, bounce) I'm the hottest shit jumpin' out the coffee pot Man, I'm just tryin' to get my spot like a polka dot Lil' kush make my eyes and my shoulders drop Lil' syrup and I can make a soda pop Keep talkin' 'n' I can make my soldiers pop Real niggas wit me ridin' till the motor stop I got these hoes straight livin' out the soap op I got it covered like a coke top Okay? Always Strapped when I hit the club Niggas give me daps, bitches give me hugs And since I'm paid, niggas be muggin' me, you know I'm muggin' back Niggas be muggin' me, you know I'm Always Strapped when I hit the club Niggas give me daps, bitches give me hugs And since I'm paid, bitches be lovin' me, they know I love 'em back Bitches be lovin' me, they know I love 'em back I'm Mack Maine, hey Hey, to a man with a ho with some pop trunk I fuck over you like I'm sexin' on the top bunk I make alot of noise, boy, like a cop car The whip got the dicks out like a pop bra And you ain't gotta ask your girl... you knew she knew me From ring tones she sing my songs at the karaoke She call me baby all day like I'm Bryan Williams The new hip-hop landlord I'm 'bout to buy the buildin' And I'm evictin' all you cats that only spit an ounce And like a stripper ass you better bounce diggity, bounce, bounce Yeah Shawty The Last MOB Flyin' The Bugatti With The Tool On The Seat Put the K in the car while we ridin' blaze Put the chopper on the pussy in the driveway Bet the house on the young 'un when we got paid Triple colors on the bikes in the new mercaids Bustin' keys on they ass while we got paid From I-10's ridin' hot to an open bay Uptown made man out the hard way Crab in the bucket 50 shots bitch make a way I Thought They Knew Shawty Like Father Like Son Ball till you fall stuntin' wit them paper plates Throwin' hundreds on them hoes while we eatin' steaks We in the club poppin' bottles like everyday We grind for the shine nigga gettin' big money Got a fleet tossin' chicken nigga get cake I'm on his island with this power like Scarface I'm in the Impala dropped top chawwnky Ice man birdman rockin' red monkeys Already Nigga Nieghborhood Super Star And We Gon' Ball 'Til We Fall
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Bryan Williams, Rondell Ii Cobbs Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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