spread your feet Lord (Hear mi tell di girl) Girl flex, time to have sex Long time yuh have di rude bwoy Yah a sweat girl, flex time to have sex Look
, spread your feet Lord (Hear mi tell di girl) Girl flex, time to have sex Long time yuh have di rude bwoy Yah a sweat girl, flex time to have sex Look
neat, spread your feet Lord (Hear mi tell di girl) Girl flex, time to have sex Long time yuh have di rude bwoy Yah a sweat girl, flex time to have sex
?Kizznick? [Chorus:] (Hey!) Yeah here we go again (here we go), I know they hate to see us walkin through the door again (door like) (hide your hoes nigga) [x2
kim wannabe you just hate to admit it I'm the Blueprint you aint nothing brand new check ya posters and videos, you'll always be number 2 I seen 'em
Intro: mc eiht Geyeah, we in the motherfuckin house Eiht hype in the motherfuckin house, geyeah 1/2 oz in the motherfuckin house My niggaz on the run
, I'm a straight gamer. Verse 1 *(Black C)* Chapter one I'm blowin up the scene wit my gun which is, capable 'cause my uzi weighs a ton pistol grip,
to alert tha rest of my family Yall want no lovin to a sista flowin bass swish, you claim to be tha sweetest but tha style I flex is crazy. Never again
to put your ass in some land. Bitch!!! Chorus Verse 2 (B.G.) Nigga, where I'm from, All we do is kill and hustle, If you come slippin without that pistol
DTP we got them guns that go Yea I'm all about that pistol playa, cold blooded killa Niggaz recognize my name, I dub the young dealer You better tell
' wit the tech-9 Sweep you off yo feet (Feet) Drankin' on that liquor (Liquor) Chillin' wit my niggas (Niggas) Hangin' on the corner Wit a fuckin' rusty pistol (Pistol
I rocka every year and I don't wear Rolex And I baby deep a bitch dis a whole chick So nigga don't flex, 'cuz I'm down for a call My pistol in my pants
cars, I represent the dream, I represent repect, I'm representin my team, it's Pistol PT, aka the Murda Man, Ya pistol's in ya car, My pistol's in my
to rip up the speaker Know that Pastor and Peter, on the hunt for the reaper We flexing hard in Atlanta, or we get the scope It's GA, Georgia Tech or Bulldog 2
reaper I got them fifteen's pushing, trying to rip up the speaker Small ice, CMB got the world in a dro' We flexing hard in Atlanta, or we get the scope 2
, on the hunt for the reaper Call ? ? ? , cmb got the world in a dro' We flexing hard in atlanta, or we get the scope It's ga, georgia tech or bulldog 2
't go to parties lil' nigga, but I run New York, And I stay gettin Cs lil' nigga, cos I run New York (Yayo, tell 'em I run New York) [verse 2 - Tony
Uh, uh, uh, uh 1 2 1 2? writer, baller, myc, life from the kitchen nigga oooohhhhhh what the fuck is going on out there ha? yeahh what you thought
