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That Go (Remix)
16,047
Hip-Hop/Rap
That Go (Remix) was released on February 19, 2008 by AllNFallNDoe as a part of the album Deified
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AlbumDeified
Release DateFebruary 19, 2008
LabelAllNFallNDoe
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charles Williams
Charles Williams
Lyrics

Lyrics

Yeah ****, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah **** yeah, yeah
Laid up, laid up; Infamous ****; its going down
Keak Da Sneak, Uh-Huh P, Yeah ALC
What up What up With It?
Mozart, Mozart, Mozart
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
Keep the paper, roll it, never wait a minute
That money clicks, all the honey dips
Wanna ride in the whips, they slide with Hen
Slippery hoes you na that go, slimy na mean fo sho?
Hahahaha, P for president
With pistols that pop in the midst of shit
All that pushy pussy, I get all the nucci
I get all the coochie and Emilio Pucci
They got hella booty and heavily face
Make a few thou every time that I blink
It's really a small thing, I don't try hard
I just kick it back and play my part
Never see the bright side, we only see the dark
So I'm ready for whatever it is you want more…
More, more, more, more, more, more, more, more
That shit go
That go, that go, that go, that go, that go, that go, that go
Na Mean Fo Sho?
That shit go
That go, that go, that go, that go, that go, that go, that go
Yadamean you know?
That go, that go, that go, that go, that go, that go, that go
I said lean wit it, rock, walk, and pop, lock
Get low, go get go dumb, don't stop
Going like rush hour, traffic in the fast track
In the carpool lane with something like three times black
And there ain't no coming back
Granddaddy hittin' hard balls like Barry Bonds bat
Goin gone, finding something for the feet running
With a fourth counting, the bay slappin' the trunk for me
Game savior, I cut you with a shavor weather
Honey-racks never behave, just text my old neighbors
Still from the street to the beat; clutching and sticking
And you ain't gotta tell me what I'm getting
Bbbbbay on the road again
This my fourth album all that other shit was straight pretend
Scraped and done, dipped up put back in your mouth
Brand new media rep smoking more more in and out
Yadada talkin' bout if you didn't neezle
It's all n the dizzle so hit the geezle heezle heezle geezle fo' sheezle
That shit go
That go, that go, that go, that go, that go, that go, that go
Na Mean Fo Sho?
That shit go
That go, that go, that go, that go, that go, that go, that go
Yadamean you know?
That go, that go, that go, that go, that go, that go, that go
Yo, eh I'm off the chain; na dawgy, I break the cable
I'm mentally retarded; I'm straight disabled
I eat off the budget and rape the labels
DJ spin the record or I break the tables
Pull a plug on them; na dawgy, I put the thug on them
Put lumps on them; throw punches without the gloves on them
I run on them; roll up and pop the trunk on them
I stun on them, shit on them and dunk on them
They can't carry the weight; I drop a ton on them
I set it off; yeah, I'm dropping the one on them
I'm straight cash; you can put the funds on them
I guns on them; na dawgy, I bang the drums on them
It's like we throwin' off, the lights is out, the phone is off; I'm going off
I'm pulling off, hitting them off and rollin' off
I'm peeling off, killing them off, I broke them off that
That shit go
That go, that go, that go, that go, that go, that go, that go
Na Mean Fo Sho?
That shit go
That go, that go, that go, that go, that go, that go, that go
Yadamean you know?
That go, that go, that go, that go, that go, that go, that go
Written by: Charles Williams
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