[Chorus: JamWayne]
I be done told you that we ’bout ’bout it
Fuck around, my bitch gon’ Holly Holm that rowdy rousin’
Yeah, shit get wild, we get wild too
Get around and get it in, what you tryna do?
Uh, you slip, I slidin’ on, you bust a move
I bustin’ too, you catchin’ burners through that Kevlar suit
(JamWayne, what it do, mayne?)
Yeah, I be done told you and you still ain’t listen
Use your head or get decapitated, body missin’
[Verse 1: Bubba Sparxxx]
And I'm an old dog, brand new bag of tricks
Few things I had to fix
Supposed to rep the repertoire at a pitch
Strengthen that defense, moist and leather wrist
I better ask him Vince, he way past a prince
Yeah, he a king and the kingdom claim
Go way past the fence, me and JamWayne, two dapper gents
In this bitch, yeah, we in this bitch
It ain't no accidents, God laid this out
May not convince, yeah, may not convince
You observin’ true fact events, real true fact events
Life is that intense
On the way to somethin’ so much greater
Just a few amazin’ moments later
Like when the Oakland Raiders moved to Vegas
I don't hope to date you, still I won't degrade you
Smack it up and rub it, rub it down
But l ain't gon’ parade you
‘Round no city or no village
Let that be your motivator
Make me sick with hollerin’ that you get
Wishing I had shown you favor
I be done, be done
[Chorus: JamWayne]
I be done told you that we ’bout ’bout it
Fuck around, my bitch gon’ Holly Holm that rowdy rousin’
Yeah, shit get wild, we get wild too
Get around and get it in, what you tryna do?
Uh, you slip, I slidin’ on, you bust a move
I bustin’ too, you catchin’ burners through that Kevlar suit
Yeah, I be done told you and you still ain’t listen
Use your head or get decapitated, body missin’
[Verse 2: JamWayne]
I beat that B-A-M-A, bitch
Your mind be M-I-A it seems
I don't know who the fuck done think they wouldn't leakin’ after this
If I don't get you one my brothers will, get back and add on quick
Gettin’ back and crack a cool one when we satisfy revenge
I'm mental, twisted, image, twist, I hate the fuckin’ gimmick
Systematic, crash the system, not a addict, still addicted
Alcoholic, drinkin’ whiskey, always drunk and never sober
Ain't I bet I told you always call before you comin’ over
Runnin’ up’ll get you clovers
Be like, man, don't be that fool
I beat her, slap the teeth up out your mouth
You gum and watch you chew that homin’ burn
Gon’ sing a tune, you hittin’, leakin’ bloody juice
So hard to see the truth, that chopper poppin’, rip through all them fools
The castle when l flew, man, chew Jambo, Bruce Lee when I kung fu
I do this solely for the truth, this homie kill your bitch
And you gon’ end up on the news, what it do?
[Chorus: JamWayne]
I be done told you that we ’bout ’bout it
Fuck around, my bitch gon’ Holly Holm that rowdy rousin’
Yeah, shit get wild, we get wild too
Get around and get it in, what you tryna do?
Uh, you slip, I slidin’ on, you bust a move
I bustin’ too, you catchin’ burners through that Kevlar suit
Yeah, I be done told you and you still ain’t listen
Use your head or get decapitated, body missin’
[Verse 3: Shocka Hustlemane]
I'm ballin’ down in ‘Bama, thought I played for Roll Tide
Played with Jam and I bet he gon’ hang you like a whole hide
Real recognize real in the south side where we reside
These country boys will talk big game, but don't hide
From the holler to the city, puttin’ on for all the folks
Same one lend a hand known to crack your egg yolk
‘Cause these boys ‘bout it, constantly doin’ the damn thing
Hustlemane, Bubba Sparxxx, and baby got JamWayne
Red, red neck, slidin’ river streams in that tonka toy
‘Bout to step up off the stage, they hollerin’ encore
My folks known to bust ass for everything they need and more
And colder than my truck without no damn heater core
(Ahh shit!)
You ain't fuckin’ with my people, then go kick rocks
You'll come down and get blown out just like a fish spot, ha
[Chorus: JamWayne]
I be done told you that we ’bout ’bout it
Fuck around, my bitch gon’ Holly Holm that rowdy rousin’
Yeah, shit get wild, we get wild too
Get around and get it in, what you tryna do?
Uh, you slip, I slidin’ on, you bust a move
I bustin’ too, you catchin’ burners through that Kevlar suit
Yeah, I be done told you and you still ain’t listen
Use your head or get decapitated, body missin’
