Sad You Know I Gotta Leave Cant Stay You Know Im Coming Back Another Day I Gotta Get Back To Stacking Cheese But When I Try To Go Baby Said Please Verse
momma told me dat BNT ho! Dro, Bun-B, Yung Joc..let's go [Chorus] I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G) And in my pocket there ain't ever
on them, you know how the rest go, You know how the rest go, go, go You know I be in Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode, Pimp Mode [Bun B] Well it's a sunny day
to you, I was down with you so I couldn't stand it Don't try to lie, Don't try to cry, Ain't nothing more for us to talk about Like Unk said take 2-
they didn't find your ass on the streets First they said H-Town wasn't gonna blow But we proved 'em wrong, even Bun B went gold I'm Michael Phelps, the
Bun B I run the streets the streets don't run we Y'all run, we chill still waters run deep I repeat, sing a long with me I run the streets the streets don
-t I never wrote I ain’t write this by the way nigga, some real *-h-i-t right here nigga This’ll be the realest *-h-i-t you ever quote Let’s go!
-Z E Pha [Jazze:] Woooooooo wee! Awright, awright Awright, awright Awright Awright, awright Awright, awright Awright [Bun B:] Bun B.... let's go And we
jewels they glow, y'all make it rain, I make it snow Downtown where I usually go, hit that door I walk straight in VIP, yeah that's my space, don't do
nigga, we don't love the po-po No more swag, now pass the dough dough We keep it super tight like pants in SoHo I'm bout my dough, ho, so don't play
(feat. Bun B) We gon take it from the bottom (M-I-A-M-I to Houston!!) H-town! Pitbull, Bun B.. My dogg Demi, keep ya head up, I gotchu, I promise! All
snakes, big straps You don't wanna feel that Street addicts get a buzz from the hustlin Fuck the government, we got our own, the Track-Publicans Chillin pimp niggaz don't
Flip Some Keys So A Nigga Won't Go Broke Then They Put Us In Jail Now A Nigga Can't Go Vote So I Spend Dough All These Hoes Is Trippin She Ain't A Politician
up early, learn to handle business like a n**** in his thirty's. Now the money ain't a problem, livin' like we moppin', came up out the boulevard, that's why we go
halls Pretty b-tch couldn't keep me out her draws Sh-tting on ya'll, treat the game like a star Drown in the water while you hang in (?) My clothes don't
me jeans on anything hollin a dane tryna get brain but i don't know her name looking at my chain let me explain kush, cocaine but i don't make it rain
You was moving slower than molasses, this time you an assed it Give it up smooth, this a jack don't move This is murder music nigga don't disturb this
People always talkin' bout They be sayin they be sayin they be sayin Your reputation How you got a lot of hoes But I don't really give a I don't care
