歌詞
[Intro]
Ah yeah, testin' 1, 2, 1, 2
This a lil' something for you, you lil' biatch
[Chorus]
Watch my 9 millimeter go bang
Wa-da-da-dang, wa-da-da-da-dang
Watch my 9 millimeter go bang
Wa-da-da-dang, wa-da-da-da-da-dang
[Verse 1]
Player haters, masturbators, bitches all up in my shit
Living scared, you know you dead, walkin' around with a crippled leg
That bitch boy tried to test my shit, fucking with the Rizzo Click
M-A-G-N-O-L-I-A, that is where yo' ass will lay
You player haters on my dick, tryin' to put me in a click
I'll buck you twice, I'll buck one more
All you cowards hit the floor
These jealous fellas in the game, knowing that they ass is lame
Big-ass smile, but still is lame
You got a Glock? Then buck me, bitch
When that smoke is in my nose, I be wantin' to kidnap hoes
Talkin' shit about Da Click? You gon' get yo' ass kicked
I'll hop out my fuckin' ride, and put my Glock to yo' side
Lock you the fucking trunk, and then I'll hit that blunt
Nah–
[Chorus]
Watch my 9 millimeter go bang
Wa-da-da-dang, wa-da-da-da-dang
Watch my 9 millimeter go bang
Wa-da-da-dang, wa-da-da-da-da-dang
[Outro]
This a lil' something for you, you lil' biatch
Written by: Memphis Cult
