up or out on appeal Keep it tight when I'm in it ask me how does it feel Number two easy to do be who you are Be with me a real "G" with every beat
I found is you still care You had feelings an' they're still there Baby girl, keep it real here, are u still down? Girl, it's alright, baby 'Cause it
Cool J] I been doin this a long time man, I'm tired of gettin money On second thought... Before Master P, I was bout it bout it B Before Cash Money, I
Keep the bottle poppin' all night long What we smoke? That gush Presidential shit George Bush How we do it? Like this Get crunk, b-b-bent Sixteen, I'ma give it
back and we packin on all who flex-un Like Redrum, it's bloody and ugly, who want some? Now put your middle fingers up until it's all done (it's all
(whassup) big Ball got it poppin (that's right) Smoked me a couple, hit the studio and dropped it For all my dawgs who keep it G and keep it crunk Represent
damn she keep it real. You having problems, talk about it, Tell them just chill. just chill (seven timess) [C H O R U S] So tired , So sick of your shit , it
it's us in the club they krunk, it's $hort and Twista And I know the ladies know we love to cut I can tell it when they Whisper they say See the ballin
crunked like it's 1999 So holla at me, whody, he's the one who b's Trow ya middlefingers up to the ponk police Than pass me the grumble, we gon' get it
throw it up [Lil' Jon] Throw it up motherfucker, throw it up Throw it up motherfucker, throw it up Throw it up motherfucker, throw it up Throw it up (
Over a hot Bennigan's dinner Thinkin' how I'ma cop the 6 at the beginnin' of winter Chrome it out and then fit it with timber, that's wood grain What
keep you partyin' It didn't take us long to learn our cards We had the headliner workin' real, real hard Though we're tired Jon-Jon We had no desire Reggie To stop rockin' Jon
I flo, ??? when i get mine, any way it go Whether it be rapping or with the 4-4 [Chourus x2] Let's make a Million Keep it real for Triple-0 Eyes low
the back and we packin on all who flex-un Like Redrum, it's bloody and ugly, who want some? Now put your middle fingers up until it's all done (it's all
clown Lay it up pimp get shot to the head But yall want my cutlass now I just want yo bread Sport a lil platinum B-C and B-B I'm thug nigga and you know
me that's when u wanna make a hoe bust I beat tha pussy up and then I stuck it in ha butt Yeh nigga, I stuck it n ha butt It's hott n here, I can't breathe