Ta da Trying to make you disappear Make ya pack your bags Get the hell out of here Ding-dong, the sound I'm waiting for Your taxi's outside And the driver
Prijevod: Lil 'Mo. Ta Da.
glock Pop pop, better drop when them buckshot blow The bone in me never no ho, So no creepin' up outta the ziplock So sin, sip gin, and lil' mo heart
respect, Gonna industry, man us let us bill collect, It?s a promise lil homie, no need for threats, We the best in the bidniss, and we breed da nex?,
it over c'mon and get this dust Gotta bigga dick so you feel da cut Gots ta hit dat from the back, shawty got a lil junk in da trunk Look at how she
day butchu aint clockin' no mil I'm in da ATL fuckin' wit killa's n thugs Jus book me fo' a show n' watch me fill up da club I get nuthin but love i
might get caught And I ain't tryin' ta hear ya mami mouth in court I know I love you, you know you love me So can you wait just 1 mo'year for me I'm
Gudda Gudda) mo money (uh), Mo bitches mo worth, Mo haters, equals mo snitches, yea mo digits, no, mo commas me affiliated with trendsetters, equals mo
weight up nigga cuz I'm seein six figures The girls like me now but the hoes used ta dig us Plus they tryina eat tryina get a lil bigga Tryina see mo
so i holla at mo i gotta stay fresh so im headin ta da store im ballin wit no limit kus i keep dat dough oh its me t ta da e i aint duin nuthin but
new beach Couldn't nobody ride wit me doe, 'cause da car only had 2 seatz Lil' cute freak, in da Z3, remind me of one of my hoez in da GC Told me her
you know You know it's Wheezy you know Who Squideye [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] I ain' just jumped off da porch playboy I been thuggin on da block Fist clutchin' on da
from behind Got his nigga in the kitchen we went toe fa toe blow fa blow duck threw a hit blaw caught him and he hit da floor Now theres 1 mo and i hear
make ya tell lies to ya baby daddy do wat i want im trill young savage [bg:] Im da hottest ah da hot im da realest ah da real bitch get it how ya live
INC NIGGAS!!! [Rapping] How many niggas hold they heat like Rule? Sidearm, barrel ta mouth ta blow ya head out through tha south, An' let 'Lil J get ta
t got no mo' weed, got 1 blunt left... Ay, Jon?! lil' Jon: Yo! (Man): Man, i gotta shit! You need ta call da Weedman an' tell him ta
and and catch one [Verse1] Yo check it Shit, I'm here now, where it's at? I'm there now, when I walk through the club The real have stare-downs And I walk by, lil
