you want it Don't stop, get it, get it, bitches betta get up on it Sit up on it shawty, get up on it See when I spit up on it, shit up all over niggaz
it You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it We onnnn, it's Young Money motherfucker If you ain't runnin wit it run from it motherfucker
, induced now, Gotta flame thrower that will burn Great holes till you goose down, (yeah) Rough sound, same strong background, Bent on black the big boys
to get it on I'm like em athletic down to sweat Cause he gotta get it Cut, split it and wet it, servin me cause he loves to get it And it tastes so good
motherfucker, East side So wide you can't get around it So low you can't get under it, now So high you can't get over it I just want to make your day
it Cut, split it and wet it, servin me cause he loves to get it And it tastes so good he'll never forget Believe me when I spit It's the part that moves
fun. All I wanted was a picnic in the summer sun. Maybe listen to some Beach Boys, maybe play some tag. But you put it in the bag, you big wet rag. And
to get it on I'm like an athletic down to sweat Cause he gotta get it Cut, split it and wet it, servin' me cause he love to get it And it tastes so good
Dollar spot Verse 1: Juvenile Wodie ask them motherfuckers how the CMB play it Tanqueray and Alize it, take the llello and weigh it 735's I drive
off, so Ima fixin to pass it gone back up the flow Ima un ass it (Big Moe) I done came through after every boys flow Im that nigga Big Ass Moe steady
me some kinda put on a show Yeah move over boys here comes ole Romeo Well it didn't take long for me to get used to it My hairs all messed up from them
as you do it, and do it, all night [Big Punisher] So how you like it mama? In the morning coming out the
can do it on the beach in the sunlight We can do it anywhere that you like, girl Long as you do it, and do it, all night We can do it in the middle of
we blow big candy cane Playa hattin dirty Mex don't understand tha game I can't do it cause I'm all about my money man Baby beach, baby beth, latino's
future not Knew the plot, blew the spot, never forgot From South Beach to Springville in big body benzes Through New York to the landfill and we're making
got a lot of it Just to make money off tha street na, I make it off the beat Walk my rott off the leash right off the beach Talking shit I'ma big
it Just to make money off tha street na, I make it off the beat Walk my rott off the leash right off the beach Talking shit i'ma big spinner so I don'