Letras:
Lil Don

Im sippin on the syrup Got a n-gga moving slow I?m all about the money What the f-ck you think I do it for B-tch don?t act like you don?t know I?m killing

us no im with tha bakers, Im gettin bread wit Dread up in Jamaica, Its them young stunnas, Nikk and Lil Weezy, Nikk-Im the chick that go get it like

fuckin' up And you gonna have to meet us if you keep on fuckin' up But you don't want see them CMB blood knuckle up [Hook] We don't give a fizzuck my

: [Unplugged] (Lil' Wayne) Ohhhhhhhh, yeaahhh (CMB don't twistle it don't tangle it) She looks like any other girl that I seen from place to place But

Whassup) It's the kings of fuckin crunk (You know it) Me, your boy Lil Jon, Lil Bo, Big Sam On the motherfuckin track, Rick Rubin (Yeah) I don't think

club I rock that Now rock that we takin our spot back If you tryna stunt lil wodie I doubt that (Chorus Twi: Lil' Romeo, Silkk the Shocker) Y'all don

[Nick Cannon:] Peace Out [3lw, (Lil' Romeo):] Romeo (Parents Just Don't Understand) Double That [Nick Cannon:] Peace Out [Lil' Romeo:] You know parents

niggaz locked up in the cell blocks Sun don't shine That's why I spit these rhymes To ease my mind For real, I gotta get away Sun don't shine That'

hit, that's your game But I'm not a piece of meat, still you like my brain So come on, baby, won't you show some class Why you want to move so fast? We don