[J-Beal] It's that boy J-Bizzle J-B Huh we got's to swang down to H-Town hook up with Straight Profit Wassup Young? Wassup Flex? [Lil' Flex] Come through baguettes and sapphire I ain't never been a liar um, I'm go'n acquire Go'n ahead and strut I go slide through the lot what them boys talkin' 'bout diamond faces comin' out And when I come through I'm lookin' like, damn Krispy Kreme Come through I'm so fresh and so clean My mug on mean as I sip Promethazine Them boys be lookin' because I'm always on my lean I ain't tripping I ain't falling off of no nigga quote-on-quote I ain't never been broke that's a joke Nigga float my yacht as I, go'n and stop Go'n 'head and po' up the drank and the butterscotch Crawling chrome and nigga keep calling me Slopping and chopping them boys see me rolling Crawl through the lot what they talkin' 'bout 19 limousines as I'm poking them out On them swangers slanging Bleeding DVDs on my blocks On your block shoot them boys they don't know no block I hold no block I hold no grant I hold no back Now tip my hat go'n 'head and relax On the damn gray blue over gray we keep crawling Balling nigga see me come through at [?] Leaning on a switch just me and my bitch As I come through polkadots [?] counterfeits Look at me look so nice I'm on dice Boys gonna see me as I slice and dice Go'n 'head and shake the dice maybe 6 or a 10 I'ma hit the Barre go'n 'head and shoot the car I strip the block rip the block and clap the Glock and stop Nigga we should go ahead an' chop, pop, pop from my gun Boys gon' run I'ma go 'n' give 'em some'in' Like typhoon just give me some room I go boom Break them boys up bring the dead out the tomb Shaking like coffins me and Kenny Lofton Go ahead and seize nigga we [?] In my backyard maybe be on a boat Watch I come through swang through the lot in my drop Can't slow me can't stop me see me it's Miyagi Watch I come through and do a wheelie on Kawasakis A 4 wheeler, so real'a, a gorilla Come through and I know some mo' killas that'll kill you Hit ya, and split ya and cut ya Like that boy Young say chop 'em like a butter Swang, nigga from left to the right Outta sight dynamite on kryptonite They be on when I slowing I'm going, I'm going real long in the zone go ahead and break off I'm too prone Man slow it down Man go ahead nah I knocked them out in the first rhyme Yes it go down in H-Town and the Tyler I'ma come through and them baguettes and sapphire On my damn teeth and some pants with the creases Lookin' good and I done ran through your daughters and your nieces [Youngstar] Burned a line now he said it's time to go get it Puttin' it in yo face and you gotta admit it This is Young, I never did play since Amalia Puttin' it in your face and you know I'm a shiner Like the lead I'ma swang and get gone Break a 2 chrome and I'm known to hit [?] Do a 16 and I'm known to get it on Break a 2 chrome bought a house in Yellastone [?] rich still siding And when we pull up you know them boys still hiding High off of big bills and I got cars with big wheels Nigga playin' games and thankin' big deals and I'm throweder Mix 'em in the soda X's and overs '9-6 Range Rover with the proposal Comin' grill with woman steady steady hummin' [?] used to call me what youngin' Now I'm throwed and it ain't over fame supportin' me like I told you before [?] 4'd out 6 with Range Rover Nigga he'd thanked what- you think- I swang over Swangin' the lane can't complain nice damn rang the chain it ain't a thang Money ain't a thang Got me coming grill with woman steadily losing Drop the top diamonds and [?] maybe in Coogi, Prada Do what I gotta, wibble and wobble Swang through the lane and hoe they in the Tyler They gonna bopper or trunk popper or top dropper Comin' through the lane I might wibble and wobble I keep on, trippin' and sippin' Hoes be thankin' I'm flippin' wood strippin' and I'm uh, um, Glock dipping and chipping Down the 'vard never ever annoyed you hear in my car because you know [?] [...]
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