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10/03/2006 |
1. | Intro (feat. Jelly) |
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12. | Ayyy |
13. | This Is How We Do (feat. Big Korey & Dru) |
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[Verse 1:]
Im Poppin My Collar,
Im Grippin That Wood,
My Cush In My Hand,
My Trunk Beatin Good.
If It's Knockin They Jockin,
Feel That Base That's A Hobbie.
Beat Thru Yo Hood Them Kickers
Kick Off In Yo Ass Like Karate.
They Hear That Base Wanna Try Me,
Im At Greenbrief Mall.
I Pop My Trunk, And All Them Hoes Did The Westside Walk.
Im Wit Monte' In Assault,
System Soundin So Mean.
26's Make It Stretch,
Sittin High Like Yao Ming.
It Go Down 4 My Team,
Trunk Thumpin Sum' Crucial.
Bumpin P.S.C And T.I.P,
Hit The Club Crucial.
On My Waist It's Rugal.
Love My Base And My Amps,
Adjust Ya Tweakers Make It Sweeter,
Chain Bright As A Lamp (They Feel Me)
[Chorus:]
Im Beatin Down Ya Block,
And U Can Hear When Im Comin' [x4]
Can U Feel Me? (Crank It Up)
I Kno They Feel Me Now.
Can U Feel Me? (Turn It Up)
I Kno They Feel Me Now.
Can U Feel Me? (Crank It Up)
I Kno They Feel Me Now.
Can U Feel Me? (Turn It Up)
I Kno They Feel Me Now.
[Verse 2:]
Yeah They Bumpin The Camp,
Candy Paint Lookin Good.
And I Kno That They Can Feel Me
Half A Block 4rm The Hood.
4rm The Block Hear U Good,
Yo Trunk Dnt Sound So Clear.
I Bump Like D Lo Tell Me Lil Nigga Do U Hear What I Hear?
Speakers Front To The Rear,
Its Dj Unk In Yo Ear.
Free Wall Chain Let It Bang (4 What?)
Shawty We Here.
C How My Name Jus Appear.
I C These Playas And Scream.
Dj Jelly Dvd's Jump 4rm Scene To Scene.
415 Hittin Mean,
Tope It Scope It And Bean.
Turn It Up A Knotch,
Bouncin Off The Roof Im Clean.
Steaddy Stackin My Green,
Money High As A Star.
And The Best Part About It
Is The Base In My Car.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
(Then I Heard) 4rm The Amplifires,
Can't Bust Em Cuz My Speakers Built 4rm West Coast Customs.
Customized Sounds Trunk Shakin The Whole Block.
Tv Screens In The Dash,
Champ Playin The X- Box.
Yep Im Beatin Down Ya Block,
4 4 Duece Sittin Tall,
Bend My Hat Back Knockin Down Pictures Off Ya Wall
Atl Comin Hard,
Beatin Hard In The Drop Top.
Old School Chevy's Color Candy Call It Lollipop.
Cutlis Wit The T Top.
Buick Wit The Brains Eye.
Ss Impalas And Cadillas Stay Pimped Out.
Smoke Dro Then Pill Out.
Smash The Gas In On My Way.
Beatin Down Ya Block,
Fuck Nigga Get Up Out My Way.
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[Chorus:] x2
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
West Side Walk It Out
South Side Walk It Out
East Side Walk It Out
North Side Walk It Out
[Verse 1:]
Now Hit Da Dance Floor
Now Bend Your Back Low
She Do It Wit No Hands
Now Stop Pop And Roll
Im Smokin Bubba Hoe
Now Ya'll In Trouble Hoe
I Like Da Way She Move
An Undercover Hoe
Now Everybody Leanin
I Make Da Crowd Rock
Now Gone And Walk It Out
I See Dey On My Job
She Like Dat Bubble Gum
Is Dey Da Double Ment Twins
2 Hoes Choosin Me
So I Know Dat Imma Win
It's On Once Again
Patron One Again
I Threw My Head Back
Then I Froze Like Da Wind
West Side Walk It Out
South Side Walk It Out
East Side Walk It Out
North Said Walk It Out
[Chorus:] x2
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
West Side Walk It Out
South Side Walk It Out
East Side Walk It Out
North Side Walk It Out
[Repeat]
[Verse 2:]
Dey Walk It On Da East
Dey Walk It On Da West
South Side Just Got It
And North Said Snap Your Necks
In Da Club
On Da Goose
Big Stacks
No Flex
These Sucka Wanna Try Me
Tell Dem 2 Long Decks
He Walkin Wit His Ones
Steady Smokin On Dat Fruit
She Walkin Wit Her Friends
All In A Slow Group
O Shit There They Go
Dey Walkin On Da Flour
Grey Goose
Double Shots
It Will Let Your Body Go
My Niggas On My Side
Hatas Hatin Think It's Funny
Im Walkin On These Niggas
Now Im Gettin 2 Da Money
Froze On Dem Hoes
I'm Not Talkin Bout Dancin
Fool Count On Da Charm
Diamond Steady Steady Hancin
[Chorus:] x2
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Walk It Out
West Side Walk It Out
South Side Walk It Out
East Side Walk It Out
North Side Walk It Out
[Repeat]
Ok Now Do It How U Do It Gone And Walk It Out
I Said Do It How U Do Gone And Walk It Out
Ok Do It How U Do It Gone And Walk It Out
I Say Do It How U Do It Gone And Walk It Out
Walk
Walk
Walk
Now Walk It Out
Walk
Walk
Walk
Now Walk It Out
Walk
Walk
Walk
Now Walk It Out
I Said Do It How U Do It Gone And Walk It Out
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[Chorus x2: Loko]
I'm comin down the street, beatin on these hoes
Switchin lane to lane Chevy sittin on 24's
Got TV's everywhurr, that purp' is in the urr
Plus I'm ridin dirty so you know that I don't curr
[Unk:]
Ay, I'm comin down the street, rollin and smokin 'dro
St. Louis and Mosley Park, big bodies and bike shows
But dey can't fuck with mine, candy coated apple red
Touch a button screens spill there's Paris Hilton givin head
Hey, while I was gettin some head, I like to swerve to the curb
At my back boys in the blue, say they protect and they serve
Watchin me swerve on this purp', I put two shots in the air
Big ol' spray, fresh fruit, no kush nowhere
I got them big boy rims on the big boy whip
I rock them big boy chains stackin big boy chips
Fo'-fifty rocket unlock it, my bass stay punchin like Rocky
Hit hit, hit it then I'm gone, beat'n down yo block you can't stop me
[Chorus]
[Loko:]
I'm beat'n down yo' block, comin with tremendous knock
See me I'm fly on 26's systems, bitches keep spinnin when I stop
Yup, I got that drop, but jackers got that glock
Come through when you see Big Oomp cause you know I gotta get that guac'
I'm Simpson Road in a Simpson Road Chevy
Sprayed Simpson Road green just like the street sign do you feel me
Fo'-fifty-fo' motor under the hood so you know I'm runnin
Got the traction when I'm mashin, wheels smokin, rubber burnin
You don't wanna race, my nigga don't you try
Blowin pipes oh so loud but my engine oh so quiet
You know I'm in a big boy kit with that flip-flop chameleon
Diamonds and the sun shinin got my Caddy back glistenin
[Chorus]
[Unk:]
Nope~!
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[Intro]
bring it, back briing it back.
[DJ MONTAY]
yeah.
one time, it's ya boy DJ montay right.
we got a brand newdance comin' for ya.
i don't care if ya from the eastcoast,
west coast, midweast, down south..
now when this beat drop...
you gotta be on point. so bring it back.
top quality productions! unk camp! dj unk!
tell um how to do it shawty!
[DJ UNK]
Catch da beat like me. Bounce ya body like dis. You can do it by ya'self. Go on and bounce on it bitch. it so fresh out da press, grey goose on the rocks.. bring it back, hit the stage with da bomb in ma socks. now these hoes wanna jock. in my song, so they cop. lean ya shoulders to the beat, and if ya can't ya need ta stop. Everybody bring it backlike the trap.. Set up shop. Fuck a hata, you the snitch.. You a flashlight cop.
Bring it back in the chevy. Leanin' in the drop top. Smokin' perk, watchin' werk, you can bounce, you can rock. Lean back like da mayback. cool and relaxed now dey see i'm certified.. big on bitch. BRING IT BACK
[Chorus]
Now bring it back. HEY! bring it back, bring it back... Bring it back, Bring it back...
Catch the beat like this, HEY! Bring it back, bring it back... (4x)
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You rindin big? bring it back! Hit da mall, jump fresh, spendin stacks. Bring it back. Hitin' clubs, drinkin goose and da yak. bring it back. throwin up my hood niggas where you at?!? BRING IT BACK. smokin cush, gettin head in the lac. Bring it back! Hell nah, Fuck that! Break ya back. Bring it back. Bounce wit it, lean wit it, Ride dat. Bring it back! Dj Montay on da track, Bring it back. Bring it back. Westside, Bankhead, Bring it Back! bring it back! *In da K where it's greata* Bring it back, bring it back! Ridin' down in Malcay, Bring it back! bring it back! On that L, might as well. bring it back, bring it back! ATL, everybody like this. HEY! Bring it back, Bring it back.. Bring it back bring it back!
[Chorus]
Now bring it back. HEY! bring it back, bring it back... Bring it back, Bring it back...
Catch the beat like this, HEY! Bring it back, bring it back... (4x)
[DJ Montay]
Iight, iight, iight. Some of ya'll know what I'm tal;kin' bout out there, but some of ya'll don't... i got my partner DJ Unk, right?, That's about to tell ya'll how this thing go. DJ UNK. CRANK UM UP!
[DJ UNK]
Now crank it up, Crank it up. Crank it up. Crank it up. Bounce wit it, Lean it it. Crank it up. crank it up. Now ride out, ride out, now ride out. break ya back to the beat now ride out. ride out, ride out. now catch the beat like this, if you can't bounce. don't bounce, just quit. now bring it back, now bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back! now run for it, liek this. bring it back.
[Chorus]
Now bring it back. HEY! bring it back, bring it back... Bring it back, Bring it back...
Catch the beat like this, HEY! Bring it back, bring it back... (4x)
[Outro]
Uh, UH UH, Uh, Uh, uh UH! Bass (3x)
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4..3...2...2..
A 2 Step
A 2 Step
Now Gone An 2 Step [X4]
Now Get Jiggy Wit It [X4]
Now Gone An 2 Step
Aye Watch Me 2 Step
Now Can You 2 Step
Like I 2 Step
Watch Me Get Jiggy Wit It [X4]
Gone 2 Step
[Verse 1:]
I Hit The Club Fresh
My Stunna Shades On
2 Steppin Getting Jiggy
Wit My J's On
Dont Get Yo Steps Wrong
Dont Try To Bite Mine
2 Steppin Yea Im Back
Unk One Mo' Time
See We Goin Form A Line
And We Goin Step It Right
Now Step It To The Left
Girl You Know You DynAmite
Lets Have Some Good Times
I See You Got It Right
Beat My Wrist Ice
Colder Than A Bud Light
Now Imma Take My Time
Where The Gangstas At
And You Can Still Post The Wall Balla Holla Back
Grey Goose And Yak
Blunt Filled Wit Kush
Im Getting Jiggy Wit It
Smokin On That George Bush
Step
[Chorus:]
4..3...2...2..
A 2 Step
A 2 Step
Now Gone An 2 Step [X4]
Now Get Jiggy Wit It [X4]
Now Gone An 2 Step
Aye Watch Me 2 Step
Now Can You 2 Step
Like I 2 Step
Watch Me Get Jiggy Wit It [X4]
Gone 2 Step
[Verse 2:]
Take 2 Steps To The Left
Now Take 2 Steps To The Right
Now Bring It Back
Bring It Back
Yea I Made Ya'll Walk It Out
Everybody 2 Steppin
Now We Finna Turn It Out
Now Here We Go Again
You Already Slow
If You Aint 2 Steppin
Get Your Shyt And Hit The Do'
Im Shootin At Ya Toes
Like A Western
I See You Baby Girl
Sweatin Out Your Lil Perm
They Call Me Big Worm
Where My Money At
2 Steppin Wit My Stacks
Homie Holla Back
The O.C Is Back
Ya'll Besta Deal Wit It
And Dont Be Steppin On My Shoes
When I Get Jiggy Wit It
[Chorus:]
4..3...2...2..
A 2 Step
A 2 Step
Now Gone An 2 Step [X4]
Now Get Jiggy Wit It [X4]
Now Gone An 2 Step
Aye Watch Me 2 Step
Now Can You 2 Step
Like I 2 Step
Watch Me Get Jiggy Wit It [X4]
Gone 2 Step
A 2 Step... [X8]
Gon An 2 Step
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(Hook)(2x)
do it how you wanna
slow it up do the matrix
do it how you wanna
do it, do it how you wanna slow it,
do it how you wanna
slow it up do the matrix
play wit it stray wit it
(verse 1)
yo
yo
smoke mo' kush i'm fucked up
i bounce
man, i stop, pop, and i lean
i'm on deck
naw mean
its dj unk
it go snap yo feet
and bend yo knee and rock yo hip and do it a lil slow
now freeze, i think, im straight, lets roll
they do it on they tip toes
snap yo fingers as the beat goes
(you can screw it) you can screw it
slow it now check they hoe
now bring it back (now bring it back)
now do yo thing (now do yo thing)
it's BIG OOMP bitch, southern style
it ain't gone change (it ain't gone change)
you can blow dat haze
i like you in space
Monta on dat bass
i speak that shit dat make you rock away
its DJ UNK
slow it up
shawty known for actin a donkey
you can do it how you wanna
but its gotta be funky
yep
(Hook)(2x)
do it how you wanna
slow it up do the matrix
do it how you wanna
do it, do it how you wanna slow it,
do it how you wanna
slow it up do the matrix
play wit it stray wit it
(verse 2)
ok
soon as i hit the stage
they seem amazed
diamond glissenin with gucci shades
lean to da left as i smoke the haze
nigga please, i'm gettin paid
get like me , wanna be like me
slow it up, sip some hennecy
smoke some kush, is you feelin me
monta make me another beat
i rock the club, den imma rock the streets
bread street down at me 103
dirty boys, and nick ct
club chocolate, hersey
by the tap, yep the blue flame
magic city lets get it man
play wit these striaght hit man
do it how you wanna, imma make it rain
red or blue, pop you one
slow it up nigga have some fun
you can bounce you can lean
its all on you how eva seens
ATL watch me do it
slow it up, lets get to it
Big Oomp Records know how we do it
burn it down now gone and screw it
(Hook)(to end)
do it how you wanna
slow it up do the matrix
do it how you wanna
do it, do it how you wanna slow it,
do it how you wanna
slow it up do the matrix
play wit it stray wit it
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DJ MONTAY: YEA ONE TIME ITS YO BOY DJ MONTAY RIGHT REPRESENTING DET OOMP CAMP I GOT SOME NIGGAZ WIT ME DJ UNK YOLA DA GREAT AND ME MYSELF OF COURSE MANN WE PADED UP BY THE OOMP CAMP ITS GOING DOWN AND IF YOU DON'T GIVA A F**k IN DIS MUTHA~F**KA PUT YO MIDDLE FINGERS UP YOU'N GIVE A F**K BOUT DAT OTHA CLICK NIGGA YOU KNOW WHUT TIME IT IS AYE AYE AYE!
PUT DEM MIDDLE FINGERS UP IF YOU DON'T GIVE A F**k(4x)
F**K DEM HATAZ F**K DEM SNITCHES F**k(4x)
NIGGA DON'T MAKE ME PUT DES HANDS ON YOU
NIGGA DON'T MAKE ME PUT DEM HEATAZ ON YOU
NIGGA DON'T MAKE US SEND DA SQUAD ON YOU
NIGGA CUZZ WE DON'T GIVA A F**K ABOUT YOU(2x)
DJ UNK: YOU TALK A LOT OF S**T BUT CAN YOU BACK IT UP GOT 15s WIT RED BEAMS POINTIN OUT DA TRUCK O NI YOU BACKIN UP I TRIED TO TELL EM MANN YOU LOOKIN SICK YOU OUT HERE DODGIN LIKE A CARRA VAN O PLEEZE DON'T MAKE ME MAD I TURN A SMILE TO FROWN IMMA PUT MY MIDDLE FINGER UP AND START TO COUNTIN DOWN IT GOES ONE DON'T MAKE ME TWO THREE GO OFF CUZZ IF I DO IMMA POP DA TRUNK AND REACH FOR IT AND ITS ALL OFF YEA WE AIN'T PLAYIN GAMES YEA IM FROM DAT FOURTH WAUD YEA ILL FIND YOU DEAD ON BANKHEAD UP IN PULL APART YOU PUSSY NIGGAS SCARED YEA UNK WILL PULL YO CARD F**K WIT DA SQUAD LIKE SUM SPADES ILL CUT YO CARD IT PAYS THE COST TO BE THE BOSS LIKE RICK ROSS IM HUSTLIN FAT STACKS BE DOUBLIN WHILE OTHA NIGGA BE STRUGLIN I GOT DEM HANDS AND DEM HEATAZ NIGGA NI WHO BUCKIN AND ION GIVA A F**K NIGGA BETTA SART DUCKIN
NIGGA DON'T MAKE ME PUT DES HANDS ON YOU
NIGGA DON'T MAKE ME PUT DEM HEATAZ ON YOU
NIGGA DON'T MAKE US SEND DA SQUAD ON YOU
NIGGA CUZZ WE DON'T GIVA A F**K ABOUT YOU(2x)
F**K YOU NIGGA(8x)
(FUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKK YOU)
YOU SAY MUTHA~F**k ME NAWL MUTHA~F**K YOU(4x)
NI REP YO ZONE (REPRESENT) NI REP YO ?BOYS? (REPESENT)(4x)
I JUST DON'T GIVE A F**K(8x)
NIGGA DON'T MAKE ME PUT DES HANDS ON YOU
NIGGA DON'T MAKE ME PUT DEM HEATAZ ON YOU
NIGGA DON'T MAKE US SEND DA SQUAD ON YOU
NIGGA CUZZ WE DON'T GIVA A F**K ABOUT YOU(2x)
DG YOLA: YEA ION LIKE YOU CUZZ YOU A F**K NIGGA YOU LIL H*E OLE DUCK NIGGA YEA ION LIKE YOU CUZZ YOU A B!TCH (B!TCH)YOU LIL SNITCH ( YOU LIL SMITCH)YOU OLE F**K NIGGA AND ION FUSS WIT CHA CUZZ U ON DAT OTHA SH!T YOUN F**K WIT ME F**K IM ON DAT GUTTA SH!T U KNO MY STELO ION GIVE A F**K WHEN YOU SEE ME MY MIDDLE FINGER UP I SLAP DA TASTE OUT CHA MOUTH 4 TALKIN SIDE WAYS GON INTRODUCE YOU TO MY MUTHA~F**KIN 12 GAZE HIT EM UP WHUTZ UP I DON'T BELIEVE A SUCKA HAVE SUM PEICES LIL BAD AZZ NIGGA AND NO U YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE ME DEY SAY IM CRAZ~I LIKE IM WIT DEM DEMONS WE DRANKIN AND SMOKIN WHILE IN LOCIN AND WE SCRAMIN YEA ?AT DA TEMPLE H*E AT DA TEMPLE B!TCH?
NIGGA DON'T MAKE ME PUT DES HANDS ON YOU
NIGGA DON'T MAKE ME PUT DEM HEATAZ ON YOU
NIGGA DON'T MAKE US SEND DA SQUAD ON YOU
NIGGA CUZZ WE DON'T GIVA A F**K ABOUT YOU(2x)
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[Intro, Hook: repeat each line x4]
Let's fuck his ass up!!!
We fucked his ass up!!!
Now call the ambulance!!!
Flatline!!!
[Verse1:]
.44 ducked off in my chevy let's fuck his ass up
And if a hata buck let's fuck they ass up
I'm black skied-masked up whateva is whateva'
I'm watchin' niggas posted mixin' fruits and goose togetha'
I keep that black beretta I call dat bitch my heater
And if you play me close just like a bitch man Imma ski cha'
Dem westin twins will meet cha' can greet cha' like a feature
And change up all ya features call da Red Cross to treat cha'
The club is off a meters the crunk they doin' they dance
Security betta check em' or we gone throw dem hands
Now A-Town stomp dat ass watch me bow his ass up
(Aye back up!!!!) call the ambulance and now you fucked
Ready to pick yo ass up and take you on the stretcher
We fucked his ass up I hope dat God Bless Ya
Yo team ain't hear to help ya do want it wit us
I told you that we gangstas let fuck his ass up
[Hook]
[Verse2:]
(Flatine!!) his he gone? (Flatline!!!) Lil' Shawty dead
(Flatine!!) he bust a move (Flatline!!) we rocked his dreads
(Flatline!!!) 4 to ya dome(Flatline!!) I split cha' wig
Imma grown ass man I don't play wit fuckin' kids
These niggas swear they hard these hoes think they bad
But when it comes to beef they all act like drags
Sissies punks and fags yo life is slippin' fast
I hope you go to heaven Tupac gone kick yo ass
I think you need to breathe I'm cold so niggas chill
Smoke you a blunt a kush go try to get a deal
Niggas bustin' forreal Big Oomp we tote the steel
DJ Unk off in the Lac ready to twist yo cap back forreal
[Hook]
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[Jazze Pha:] wHOO I Been (I been) THINKING OF WISHING THAT YOU CAN COME BAC TO ME [REAPEAT]
[UNK:]
since u been gon it been some rainy dayz and im gon to spend it on the heart while im blowing haze with my dasckca shades trying to hold tills to Uncle Walk man the whole amily missing u see can't no body held it down like you do I'm getting money little Dj Unk yo nephew and Grandma Bell how the heel ain't see me fly it was yo guidance that help you get yo baby by I take 1 day at a time and watch my every self(self) Uncle,brother,Couzin Jerry and the heart be kept nobody know when we gon take our last breath hug yo mooma hug yo father nigga hug yo seelf we kept it real in the field whats up dolla bill I had dream we was smokin cous up on the hill with Ben you did big for a country kif long as I say you and my ride still live and I'm for real.
[Jazza Pha:]
Whoo I been thinking of you wishing you can come bac to me Whoo I been thimking of you wishing that u can come bac to me.
[UNK:]
Wishing everthing was all good I tell my grateful memory for my folks celebrahood with other pen of Ben beening 6 feet underneath put yo lighters in the air if you feeling me and everthing will be alright if you hold on damn if you coulda jast held on I stay strong held my own on my 2 feet postively that what surrounds me and damn Biggy u don't rep Broojlyn lie nigga I never seen you like never saw momma tigger seen she mighta days girl but she design 2 Aaliyah yea 1 in a miilion we missin you I been a fool put my purse away it ain't the same since they killed Jam Master J, Big Pawn, Big L yea Freaky Ty Camael Fudge, Shoulda Slim, my girl Left Eye I wonder y
[Jazza Pha:]
Sometimes I find it hard making it through the night missin my honie cuz we was so tight glad that I could say it was apart of my life everything wil be alriht
Alright, Alright,Alright,Alright,Alright, Alright,Alright,Alright,Alright,Alright,Alright, Alright
Everything will be alright Whoo I been missing u wishing that u can come bac to me Whoo I been thinking of u wishing that u can come bac to me
Come bac bac now (well,well,well)I been thinking of UUU UUU UUU UUUU
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oooo....
(Fresh dressed)
6 Tre
(Fresh dressed, freshed dressed like a million bucks)
See I was lookin feelin' like a million bucks cause I was...
(Fresh dressed)
See I was in that club I had the tool on tucked, but I was...
(Fresh dressed)
I tip on scene, too clean. Fresh to death in the earth tone this scheme.
Face on the shirt, partner the mug on mean. CoCo panther, the same thing on the jeans.No you ain't seen a gangster that clean. 'Fit so sick, the 'fit need vaccines. Mind my britches big diamond back rapper. CoCo fitted the "A" stands for Alabama. First of the month I'm like a cunt on a cycle, come up short I'll jump 'em off like Michael. Hit them bricks and I'm a stalk like Michael, flip them chips I cut you off like Michael.
(Fresh dressed)
Versace frames on beam. Big boy chain with the 30 ground beats. Charcol-leather, new arrow with the stocking. Dope boy Z's has got six back pockets. I rock J's I got the custom made Ostrich, black cat jeans they hit me 4 the 800. Ain't no thing we keep it crackin' all day. Dawg with U-hog trucks, we trappin' all day. When I hit that mall, I act pitiful. Y'all lay back the 6 tre goin' digital. Metro-park copped' Don Ed Hardy, popped two bars and throw a rock star party. I was lookin, feelin, like a million bucks, I was on that kush and dog it had me stuck. Lil mama look like Trina, plus she's thick as fuck. Plus I'm on that velvety I think I tried my luck.
(Fresh dressed)
See I'ma hit that north. Black T. Black thirteen with the crown holder jeans. Mark Buchanan black leather with the panther, flex fit baseball the "B" stand for "Bama" I'm off the chain and is. . . My block frames show them things how I live. Rock them doses, rock Prada, rock Gucci, I can rock that pink cause I'm trill like Boosie! Brand new coogie done gone and hit that block. Blue joker group got that on top. Got the jeans and the jacket got the hat and top. Got my gal' looking for the shoes and the socks. Pimp!
(Fresh dressed)
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[Chorus:]
Hold on Hoe
Hold on Hold on Hold on Hoe
AY!! [x4]
Don't run up on me like you know me player
Hold on HOE!
I'm smokin Kush you on that reggy
Hold on HOE!
Dem diamonds ain't real, tuck ya chain in
Hold on HOE!
ay ay, back back imma do my thang then
[Verse 1:]
Ol' bitch ass nigga make me laugh
Can't even bust Welch's grape
My fault dey hoes in my face
I pump dey mouths just like weights
I blowin Kush it taste great
Come 50 deep like da mob
I'm stackin stack after stack
so haters get on ya job
I'm callin shot after shot
whether you like it or not
You try to jack what I got
I'll bust ya ass on the spot
Come try me
I see you aint hard with out ya boys huh?
Hold on HOE!
Unlock dem toys and bring the noise huh?
Hold on HOE!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Ay hold on hoe hold on hoe
Don't be walkin up on on me to fast
Lookin slick talking slick
But aint no sucka for no ass
Look at the j's up on my feet
And the suede up on my seats
Check out the shades up on my face
Bitch! I ain't cheap
Hold on hoe, hold on hoe
I done told you once before
That I don't be rappin fast, des niggas just listen slow
So hit the blunt twice and keep it movin steady
We smokin purple kush bitch this aint no muthafuckin reggy
I'm in the A!
hold on hoe hold on hold on hoe
All Day!
I put on hoe put on put on hoe
See the stacks in my pocket
DA oomp camp gettin bigger
I'm Baby D or you can call me that nigga
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Now hold on hoe
who gon be the next to go?
who gon be the next to blow?
give a nigga extra throat
I'm next to blow
my jewelery gotta a extra blow
Look at my chain bitch
My diamonds made by eskimos
I got extra dough
I got a cold wrist
Look at my pinky ring
My ears look like froze piss
How much yo chain?
How my much my chain?
That's a whole brick
I leave des hoes sick
My white wrist look like froze cris
I know dis
We da muthafuckin shit
oomp camp and Franchise in this fuckin bitch
Hold on hoe, hold on hold on hold on hoe
DFB we got solo solo dough
[Chorus]
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Now wat we doin(smokin stick sticky damn right)
Now wat we doin(smokin stick sticky damn right)
Now wat we doin(smokin stick sticky damn right)
Now wat we doin(smokin stick sticky damn right)
Now wat we doin(smokin stick sticky damn right)
Now wat we doin(smokin stick sticky damn right)
Now wat we doin(smokin stick sticky damn right)
Now wat we doin(smokin stick sticky damn right)
Now wat we doin(smokin stick sticky damn right)
Now wat we doin(smokin stick sticky damn right)
verse 1
I blow kush, but when i blow my kush my kush roll tight
Smokin purp burning orange but just dont fuck wit white
Sippin lean sista mean Mary J. on my team
Smoke that team talk that bean OOP CAMP LIVE ON MY TEAM
There go 12! Strang up they smell that shit they goin take u away
Shitten me, not today 2 shotsof the biggen spray
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[Chorus:]
now hit the dance flo a bend yo back lo
Sha hit the dance flo a bend yo back lo
sha hit the dance flo a bend yo back lo
Sha hit the dance flo a bend yo back lo
sha hit da dance now hit da dance now hit da dance floor
Now hit a dance now hit da dance now hit da dance floor
now hit da dance flo an bend ya back lo
She do it with no hands now stop pop and roll
[Verse 1:]
Go head u got it mama dis rite here yo time to shine
Grab yo girl hit da floor I c u stayin on yo grind
I watch u twirk it baby drop dat thang 2 da floor
Now tell a friend dat dis yo song grl bend yo back low
She keep her hair fix she keep her nails done
She blowin by da bar she throwin thousand ones
She rock da stunna shades she a stunna man
Oh she see a stunna man yea im da man
Now brush yo shoulders off make dat money let em hate
Why you all in V.I.P. dem otha broads here 2 wait
I c u came 2 party
Big oomp we be off da yayo
im smokin xotic, kush, hpynotic
Girl do it wit no hands
I like da way she drop it
wobble and shake it
Make make me wann get naked U betta do it dont fake it
Now break it down bring it down
Girl throw yo back at it do yo dance on da floor
And make em throw a stack at it
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
You gotta luv it baby u is fly as da sky
Now work dat tinkerbell for dat M-O-N-E-Y
I see it in ya eyes dancin yea she got da glare
Da baddest chick up in da club dats y dey stop and stare
Da partys ova here yea do partys ova dere
da women represent em my niggas everywhere
da club jumpin dj tell em hit da dance flo
gat dj montay on da beat
now watch dem speakers blow
Yea baby girl make em see a show
Just pop it drop it down down da floor Yo boy unk representin
I do dis for da people got people
gat big oomp my chain she see my diamonds legal
I see she shake it plenty plush she a money maker
you do dis one for ya boy shake yo salt shaker
So gone and get yo crew and meet me on da floor
If you aint here 2 party u can hit da door
[Chorus]
[Hook:]
now get low get low get low get low
I c u got it girl
now get low get low get low get low
I c u got it girl
now get low get low get low get low
I c u got it girl
now get low get low get low get low
I c u got it girl
Ay bend ya back low
ay bend ya back low
ay bend ya back low
now stop pop an roll
ay bend ya back low
ay bend ya back low
ay bend ya back low
now stop pop an roll
[Chorus]
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Baby girl, all you gotta do is say yes
Come get with me and I'll relieve your stress
Whatever your problems might be
Come and get with me
And get it off your chest
Baby girl, all you gotta do is say yes
Come get with me and I'll make it worth your while
Get in between and be trippin' with a smile
Let me make you feel so right!
Wazzup ma, how you doin'?
24 in the waist; that's how you do it?
Rockin' them sell with the waistline low
The kind I like, that let the crack show
I ain't neva' did shit but rob a pocket for a ho
Between me and you, this shit's gettin' old
I could see me and you, in this grill,
Or ridin' shotgun while you whippin' the wheel
Come take a trip
With your boy Unk, I want what you want
Don't be talking about what you don't
Open that bottle; shots of patron
Let's get it on
Foreplay my way and she bumpin' my song
5 in the morn'
She holla' one more round before lickin' my cone
Y-E-S
I could take away your stress
I say Y-E-S
I could take away your stress
Baby girl, all you gotta do is say yes
Come get with me and I'll relieve your stress
Whatever your problems might be
Come and get with me
And get it off your chest
So wazzup ma, is you down and wet?
I can see it in your eyes that you ready to cut
Meet me at the crib if you ready to cut
The lights down low if you stressin' for what
If your car messed up, you can borrow one of mine
You got credit card debt, you can borrow one of mine
Just say yes; you can have a piece of mine
That nigga ain't ready, I told the Glock 9
And if the show don't
Blowin' kush, we can do it in slo-mo
From the front to the back if you say so
Just don't say no cuz I'm feelin you
Four Five cuz your eyes got me hypnotized
Thick thighs, you don't wanna' come and get your prize
And that's you and me, in a life of luxury
Say yes and that's just how it's gonna' be
Baby girl, all you gotta do is say yes
Come get with me and I'll relieve your stress
Whatever your problems might be
Come and get with me
And get it off your chest
Baby girl, all you gotta do is say yes
Come get with me and I'll make it worth your while
Get in between and be trippin' with a smile
Let me make you feel so right!
Baby girl, don't lie to me
I know you wanna do it
Saw the way that you were lookin' when we was cruisin'
I know I ain't the type to buy you a tulip
Give you a blunt and weed; let's get woozy
Don't say maybe, cuz I ain't askin' you to be my lady
Might as well say yes and you get another sex, roughed up;
With our clothes, we'll make it
2 in the one, now you beggin me
But it's all good
Just hear me out, I reply "Hell yeah"
Tell me the truth, but shawty can you take it
I think you can...no, I know you will
Wait and chill, I'm just bein' real
Sit back, relax, now tell me shawty
How do you think you wanna'
Be my girl (Yeah)
So you wanna' be my queen (Yeah)
All you gotta do is agree
But I can't promise a damn thang
Just get down (damn bitch)
Baby girl, all you gotta do is say yes
Come get with me and I'll make it worth your while
Get in between and be trippin' with a smile
Let me make you feel so right!
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[Girl:]
Yall Betta Look Out Back There I'm Finna Back This Big Ole Thang Up!
Okay Now,I Need All My Ladies To
Report To The Dance Flo. If You
Got A Big Big Ole Butt, You Need
To Be On The Dance Floor Right Now Cause This Is Your Song. I Need All
My Ladies To Back It Up.
Aye Aye Lets Go
Aye Aye Lets Go
[Chorus:]
Back That Ass Up Like A Tonka Truck
Back That Ass Up Like A Monster Truck
Back That Ass Up Like A Tonka Truck
Back That Ass Up Like A Monster Truck
Make It Drop Like A 64
Make It Drop Like A 64
Make It Drop Like A 64
Make Dem Ass Cheeks Clap To This Hoe
[Verse 1:]
Back That Thang Up Hoe
Bend Over And Touch Yo Toes
Now Jack That Thang Up Whoa
Make It Roll Like Them 24s
Now Pull Up To My Bumper Baby Aye Make These Niggaz Love You Baby
Big Booty On Duty You Drive Me Crazy And I Got Somethin For You Lady
Go Forward Reverse
And Forward Again
Table Dance 5 Dollars You Can
Keep That Whole 10
Whats Up Tell The Dj Can You Play
This Shit Again
I Aint Seen A Ass This Big Since
God Knows When Back It Up
[Chorus:]
Back That Ass Up Like A Tonka Truck
Back That Ass Up Like A Monster Truck
Back That Ass Up Like A Tonka Truck
Back That Ass Up Like A Monster Truck
Make It Drop Like A 64
Make It Drop Like A 64
Make It Drop Like A 64
Make Dem Ass Cheeks Clap To This Hoe
[Verse 2:]
I Like The Way She Move Her Body Patron And Goose Inside Me She Turned Around Politely (Back That Ass Up Like A Tonka Truck)
I Look At Her Like What The Fuck?
Excuse Me Girl Is That Yo Butt?
If It Is Then Thats Whats Up
Throw Them Muthafuckin Dollas
Up
Back It Up Gon Bring It Right Back
Work That Ass Make A Nigga Throw A Stack
Tonka Truck! She Got A Ass So Fat Ummmm
I Aint Seen Nothin Like That
36 24 36 This Girl Here Be Supa Thick
Dj Unk Gotta Have Some Of That
And I Dont Give A Fuck Who You Wit
[Chorus:]
Back That Ass Up Like A Tonka Truck
Back That Ass Up Like A Monster Truck
Back That Ass Up Like A Tonka Truck
Back That Ass Up Like A Monster Truck
Make It Drop Like A 64
Make It Drop Like A 64
Make It Drop Like A 64
Make Dem Ass Cheeks Clap To This Hoe
Back That Ass Up Like A Tonka Truck
Back That Ass Up Like A Monster Truck
Back That Ass Up Like A Tonka Truck
Back That Ass Up Like A Monster Truck
Make It Drop Like A 64
Make It Drop Like A 64
Make It Drop Like A 64
Make Dem Ass Cheeks Clap To This Hoe
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[UNK: talking]
Yo so thats how it goes down
When I'm beatin down yo block
I here ya shawty
Ay this for all the hatas
Errbody who didn't think I was gonna make it
You know what I'm talkin bout
Errbody who was down wit me
All my friends all my family
From hood to hood
From my hood to yo hood
A-town stand up
Yo it's a brand new day
We gettin new money my nigga
Hey,Hey,Hey,Hey,Hey,Hey,Hey,Hey
[chorus:]
Ok now here we go slurpin on 24's
Blowin on ben and dro
Hey,Hey,
I came and stole the show
They thought thet I would blow
And now I get them every
Day,Day
I'm on the radio
I got that killa flow
Now everybody now my
Name,name,name,hey,hey,hey,hey
[verse 1:]
Nobody in they life thought I'd go this far
My momma kept her face up so I persude as a star
Now when I say be real, my hope like now changed
It's money to the bank my lil girl got everythang
And now we movin up, like we seein George
I might of spent some shit, I used to cut a ford
And yes I rock it all, dedications to my dogs
And all my friends that stayed down with yo boy man this for ya'll
I let the people see how it can be done
They watchin and soapin innerseptions so I run
Now stay up on yo grind, that's what the big man say
I told them is they vice, i'm shinnin everyday
Now they here my name like wait
I know that's DJ UNK
They fill me in they speakers, I'm bumpin in they trunk
I'm beatin down yo block, keep you bouncin in yo seat
Clap five times to my sound, DJ Montay on the beat DJ Montay on the beat
[chors:]
Hey,Hey
Ok now here we go slurpin on 24's
Blowin on ben and dro
Hey,Hey
I came and stole the show
They thought that I would blow
And now I get them every
Day,day
I'm on the radio
I got that killa flow
Now everybody now my
name,name,name,hey,hey,hey,hey
[verse 2:]
I'm DJ UNK be cool, be cool, calm, and steady
These niggas out here flexin, I told them they aint ready
Now what's the compatition, they square us just like frames
I barely here they songs I barely here they names
And I hold my head up high, Blowin kisses to the sky
R.I.P. Grandma Bell, love you grandma aint forgot
Nigga now the world's gon see, how it's supposed to go
If ten was at the table five had to go
And that's just how it go, I saved it for the game
We bruoght it to the game, Big go baby do yo thang
Got diamonds on my neck, the neck match the ill, the ill match the watch, the watch match the gear
Now this will be my year, before we let them burn
Put that in yo blunt and smoke it, you live and you learn
Now yo straight like a perm, I'm so strong as a bell
When my uncle walk come home we throwin 4's in the air throwin 4's everywere
[chorus:]
Hey,Hey
Ok now here we go slurpin on 24's
blowin on ben and dro
Hey,Hey
I came and stole the show
They thought that I would blow
And now I get them every
Day,Day
I'm on the radio
I got that killa flow
Now everybody now my
name,name,name,hey,hey,hey,hey
[verse 3:]
You see I'm on a mission, success is how it happens
Yo boy is Fredrick Doug, I sue wassup whats happenin
Before there's fingers snappin, You see I pay my dues
Every flier that you seen, DJ UNK on one's and two's
2000 is my crew, that's just a lil bit of my past
You see if you put me on, Big gon find me at last
I'm biddin it's a blast, I met up with the camp
Now gon and bring it back, I got the heart of a champ
These niggas said they vets, they only gettin slimmer
They lookin good for breakfast, I ate them up for dinner
I shoots them in they center, put some holes in yo tummy
I came threw bein hard, niggas froze like the money
The money started comming, the hoe's started shakin
They probably got the profit, the hatas started hatin
Some be congradualatin, I looks them died in they eye
DJ UNK southern style, nigga reppers let it ride nigga reppers let it ride
[chorus:]
Hey,Hey
Ok now here we go slurpin on 24's
Blowin on ben and dro
Hey,Hey
I came and stole the show
They thought that I would blow
And now I get them every
Day, Day
I'm on the radio
I got that killa flow
Now everybody now my
name,name,name,hey,hey,hey,hey
Hey,Hey
Ok now here we go slurpin on 24's
Blowin on ben and dro
Hey,Hey
I came and stole the show
They thoght that I would blow
And now I get them every
Day,Day
I'm on the radio
I got that killa flow
Now everybody know my
name,name,name,hey,hey,hey,hey
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