's obscene One, two Your girlfriend's sweet a little seventeen She got the layered hair and the flared jeans You know what that means She's just a little
can blame me but open your mouth and name me I'm runnin you out of office you're softer than Bush and Cheney Go 'head, and try to play me I do you like
world, where the fuck you at? Where my niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at? Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is at? Put your money on the table and
AttenCHUN! Where my soldiers motherfucker? I guess the fight is on, me and you nigga And you, wha? And you, wha? And you, wha? Nigga I ain't scared of you bitches
but choked (BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) And that jealousy is only gonna leave you broke So the only thing left now is God for these cats And BIG
fuck you thinking Now come here you big fat muther fucker get on the table I was never popular this I'll admit fuck school School never liked me cool All the kids
were bitch your dead I'd rather cut that neck in half I'd rather choke out that bitch ass I'd rather chop and never stop Because you fucked my homie
respect Disrespect hurt but pain is when I burn a tech And it ain't nutttin' like gettin' ya head slittin' ya wig And the fed find you buried with your bitch and her kids
. You're playin Hollywood and you don't let common folk in. Ooh little girl ooh ooh little girl. See your shit don't fly with me and my world. [Dave]
be smokin' drunk drinking weed and pairing skunk, I like to smoke a bitch and been known to slap a blunt, Make the crowd jump, people say them kids got
choked (BIG: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) And that jealousy is only gonna leave you broke So the only thing left now is God for these cats And BIG you know
choked {BIG:} (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) And that jealousy is only gonna leave you broke So the only thing left now is God for these cats And BIG you know
Cuz I be smokin, drunk, drinking weed and pairing skunk I like to smoke a bitch and been known to slap a blunt Make the crowd jump, people say them kids