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Yeah, just like that, yeah, real shit nigga, yeah Whassup? Jizzle, H-town, Bun, whassup? You had to go fuck with' ya homie, right? You know it, Jee Wellm we have niggas, drop that, G.A.D.A Drop that shit, nigga, yeah, it's goin' down, let's go Y'all gon give me my respect 'cause I earned that Even though it's an expensive pound we still burnin' that New Benz with the glass top, yeah, we drove those Know them things come out in glass pots, yeah, we solos Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that I said we 'bout that, yeah you know we 'bout that Say mayne, I'm cleaner than a wistle, nigga, shaper than a sickle My Cadillac is candy and my Desert Eagle nickle Plated niggas hate it, there's nothin' they can say though When I hit 'em with the pressure they leakin' out the play dough From way back in the day yo they know I put it down Had a pocket full of stones, got ya sewing up the town Been at it since the 90's in the ghetto with them pounds And them bricks, hittin' licks and fillin' heaters with them rounds Paid the cost to be the boss, I can show ya the receipt Fo' it trillest in the game, every nigga in the streets know it Bun B and Jizzle back in bidness 'cause the sign on That's what the fuck we got our mind on so grind on Y'all gon give me my respect 'cause I earned that Even though it's an expensive pound we still burnin' that New Benz with the glass top, yeah, we drove those Know them things come out in glass pots, yeah, we solos Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that I said we 'bout that, yeah, you know we 'bout that Sometimes I ask myself, say Jizzle how ya doin'? Yeah, you know you be about tha money, you persuin' Pursue that paper like them yellow bricks from H-Town Just take off the yellow tape, now ya sellin' H-Town's Watch the beat break down, long way from break town On my way to A-Town, long way from H-Town Bitch I'm 'bout that, bitch you know I'm 'bout that They say, he 'bout that, swear I really doubt that You know I live this, love this, thug shit Did a song with Kanye, still talkin' drug shit Even though it's drug shit, I'm still makin' club shit Bitch you know I'm 'bout that and them bitches love this Y'all gon give me my respect 'cause I earned that Even though it's an expensive pound we still burnin' that New Benz with the glass top, yeah, we drove those Know them things come out in glass pots, yeah, we solos Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that I said we 'bout that, yeah, you know we 'bout that That's right, my mind is on my money and my fingers on a fat knot Eyes is wide open and my ears is to the black top Came up in the trap spot, posted with that crack rock From the streets to the studio, now I got this rap locked Back then they didn't want me but now they all up on me Big lips they fall up on me dime bitches crawl up on me Yeah, I used to call ya homie, now we just acquaintances You broke the G-code nigga, you need gangsta maintenance Step ya game up, matter fact, get a Escalator Somebody call the swag police to come arrest this hater Butter block or Rari's and Porsches with the double doors DTE, UGK we hit ya with a double dose Y'all gon give me my respect 'cause I earned that Even though it's an expensive pound we still burnin' that New Benz with the glass top, yeah, we drove those Know them things come out in glass pots, yeah, we solos Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that I said we 'bout that, yeah, you know we 'bout that
Writer(s): Marc Broussard, Marshall N Altman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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