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Yo, who want it with us? niggas not fuckin' wit us
Y'all hoppin' Nimrods, we holdin' on up under the
We out, we all got cars so when we wake up in the mornin'
We out but first blow the place out

It gets outrageous, to all my niggas
your sets up and spit y'all razors
I hop in to spin out, I'm 'The opposite of
So in the year the lights woulda never went out

I rock ice, it drips on my boot, I shake it off
'Cuz I'm fire, so every few seconds, I it off
I'm lightweight, I let y'all throw dumbbells
I just throw back them dumb dumb to make y'all run well

I dummies, blast backs
Money gassed up while I'ma open this tank, yo me the shank
I blackout, 'em like a credit card 'til I max out
And that's to let y'all know that Drag is back now

Now all my motherfuckin' say yeah, yeah
Now all my motherfuckin' say yeah, yeah
Now all my ladies say yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah throw your hands in the air,

Now all my motherfuckin' peoples say yeah,
Now all my thugs say yeah, yeah
Now all my motherfuckin' say yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah throw hands in the air, c'mon

Y'all keep pushin' that wack shit out there, unable
Drag's like jumper cables, negative and a
Y'all ain't feel shit 'til y'all get a lot of this
I don't care about y'all niggas, my moms is part of this

She at herself and says I got all this
'Cuz I drop them hits that make y'all chumps drop shit
straps up when he get up in his women
Put somethin' in the booty, have 'em switchin' different

I snatch niggas wife to 'em the light
Give 'em dick I'm hittin' the switch
And while she snorin', she don't know I'm gone by the
Back to the corner 'til that blue van come up, my is cuffed

Whose fingers stay numb from up?
Who finger fucks chicks they throwin' up?
Whose fingerprints keep showin' up?
'Cuz who that kid always and is throwin' truck

Now all my motherfuckin' say yeah, yeah
Now all my thugs say yeah, yeah
Now all my motherfuckin' ladies say yeah,
Yeah, yeah throw your hands in the air,

Now all my motherfuckin' peoples say yeah,
Now all my motherfuckin' say yeah, yeah
Now all my motherfuckin' ladies say yeah,
Yeah, yeah throw your hands in the air,

Yo, yo, I just take a strong pull and the match on niggas
I spit lit candles and drop hot wax on
My middle name Jason that means I'm capable of a mass on
And ax niggas, y'all better ask

name Mel, I mean that's what them checks say
When they in the mail, make bank tellers cum on theyself
Count it fast ma, we all here, how's it feel knowin'
I'm walkin' outta here with what you get in a

I'm to a bitch but y'all niggas get out the street
Act like you don't see this jeep and get some flat feet
rock gators, we straight problems
We rock our Timbs half O's, laces like our got 'em

Fuck it, for 2 let 'em play wit a new pair
I got enough spares to flood the block footwear
Pockets like a blimp, shit it's a good year
my ruff ryders, we still in here

Now all my motherfuckin' peoples say yeah,
Now all my thugs say yeah, yeah
Now all my ladies say yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah throw hands in the air, c'mon

Now all my peoples say yeah, yeah
Now all my motherfuckin' thugs say yeah,
Now all my motherfuckin' say yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah throw hands in the air, c'mon

Now all my peoples say yeah, yeah
Now all my motherfuckin' say yeah, yeah
Now all my motherfuckin' say yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah throw your hands in the air,

Now all my motherfuckin' say yeah, yeah
Now all my motherfuckin' thugs say yeah,
Now all my ladies say yeah, yeah
Yeah, throw your hands in the air, c'mon