too Put thumb on the back like Rick on the NPC [Hook] [Interlude x4] We jumpin on the top, man, scrape hella cool 3 or 4 niggas tryina cave in a room
resist a mind that's currently thinking on his last wish it's nothing to fuck with when I know what I want because you must think I'm a fool claiming
perfect for an Amish like me You know I shun fancy things like electricity At 4:30 in the morning I'm milkin' cows Jebediah feeds the chickens and Jacob plows... fool
hook You're just a booty club playa (a break yourself pimp) A hit the club, spend the dub (ol' sucka-ass self) (x4) (Sean Paul) When I hit the GC, my
situation flashlight in ma eyes he want ma registration (what) should i stay should i run got hard got soft got bills got guns (4real) ma drivers license
anymore When you so good that you can’t say it Because it ain’t even cool for you to sound cocky anymore People just get sick cause you spit These fools
said "I'm goin' on the front porch to get somethin',"" (scissors cutting) "Alright, here. Take your damn coat and leave," "Finaly!, Mom! You cut off the sleaves!" (Chorus 4
, and we suing the courts Cuz we're dope as fuck and only get a 2 in the source They never should've booted me out of reform school Deformed fool,takin
I rip Biggie smalls and junior mafia Some mark ass bitches We keep on coming While we running for yah jewels Steady gunning Keep on busting at them fools
Don't come around hurr on that floss shit Detroit niggaz off shit (Robbin niggaz in the door ways) That's right (With my 4-4, that's the sure way) And
Guilty feet have got no rhythm. (Ahaha!) Though it's easy to pretend, I know your not a fool. (You know I ain't a fool, girl!) I shoulda known better
got problems, I can solve`em, they big or they small That other nigga you be with ain`t bout shit I`m your friend, your father, and confidant, bitch[chorus]I told you fools
of crazy,now what you asked I almost did it automatically but it was nothing compared to the joy you gave me. Although I know that what we had it wasn't perfect babe, you fooled
Ha ha ha Pump it Ha ha ha And pump it (louder) [4x] Turn up the radio Blast your stereo Right Niggas wanna hate on us (who) Niggas be envious (who)
you’ll play Whitney If you smoke, I'll smoke too That’s how much I'm in love with you Crazy is what crazy do Crazy in love, I'm a crazy fool No,
yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah A freaky-dicky yo (All the time baby) -- (4x) Uh, how you feelin y'all (I'm feelin fine) -- (4x
some old Las Vegas bullshit They move too much, man I can't take them fools seriously I mean, they ain't talk about no 6-4, no Impalas They ain't shootin
up Get Crunk! Get Crunk! x4] x2 YAHH! Get Crunk! Get Crunk! Act a fool up in the club gonna you goin get fucked up Throw your fist up! What! x4 Right
