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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bossman Dlow
Bossman Dlow
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devante McCreary
Devante McCreary
Songwriter
Jason Morris
Jason Morris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jxnoir
Jxnoir
Producer
Maddox "MaddMix" Chhim
Maddox "MaddMix" Chhim
Mixing Engineer

Songtexte

Can't get this from nowhere else, it's only Genoa (hello?) What you, what you tryna do? Gotta give him about 15 minute Nigga, yeah, nigga, nigga (Big Za) Do it (Big Za), do it (bitch), nigga, uh I'll take a seven, I'll make it 21 like I'm Tim Duncan (Tim Duncan) Nigga, yo' bitch pickin' and choosin', we got this shit jumpin' (brrt) Give me the ball, I dunk on nigga head like I'm six somethin' (like I'm six somethin') Brought the tool in here like he tryna fix somethin' (brrt, blaow) All this weight 'round the trap, spot look like a gym, baby (gym, baby) Bro got a .40 layin' on his shirt, like Shawn Kemp, baby (grrah) I'm smokin' on somethin', got me higher than a blimp, baby You can't play me like them niggas, I ain't one of them, baby (no) 23, super cool, drop the top (skrrt), show my ass (skrrt, skrrt) You ready to die about that bitch? Silly dude, nigga sad (facts) Found out basketball wasn't it, I had to get it off the glass (bling-bling) You better not play with nobody in this bitch, nigga, we gon' crash (bitch) You ain't gettin' no money, might wanna shut up, nigga (shut up, nigga) Yeah, switchin' lanes in that striker, watch me cut up, nigga (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) I got two Michael Vicks left, give me three a piece (brrt) Uh, I gotta take a power nap, this 'za beatin' me (this 'za beatin' me) Uh, you on that post shit, bitch, don't even call my phone (nigga) Uh, I can't give a bitch shit, please just leave me 'lone (please, ho) We move that shit with quickness, we gon' get it gone (phew, phew, phew) It's like me and broke bitches just don't get along (no) She know I love that thick shit, that shit turn me on (come here, baby) Ayy, bae, you look delicious, I'ma eat you out the bone (come here, baby) If she ain't get her ass did, that shit homegrown I ain't ever did no snitch shit, I don't even condone (no) I'll take a seven, I'll make it 21 like I'm Tim Duncan (Tim Duncan) Nigga, yo' bitch pickin' and choosin', we got this shit jumpin' (brrt) Give me the ball, I dunk on nigga head like I'm six somethin' (like I'm six somethin') Brought the tool in here like he tryna fix somethin' (brrt, blaow) All this weight 'round the trap, spot look like a gym, baby (gym, baby) Bro got a .40 layin' on his shirt, like Shawn Kemp, baby (grrah) I'm smokin' on somethin', got me higher than a blimp, baby You can't play me like them niggas, I ain't one of them, baby (no)
Writer(s): Devante Mccreary, Jason Morris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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