Clap your to the beat (To the beat) Oh just clap your hands to the (To the beat) Come on, your hands to the beat (To the beat) I say, clap your to the beat (To the beat)
Uh huh 'n' you stop Uh huh 'n' you don't Uh huh 'n' you don't Uh huh 'n' you don't
We in great lakes state Eatin 'n' shrimp It's kinda hard to the crew Because we all got (Got limps)
We come equipped with new kicks and The super saggy rags and the trash connection No flexin', huh, know I mean? You can us cool, we don't need to be seen (Seen)
It's all about the green, not the we be takin' That shits with an LP in circulation And we be wastin' Got them all state, all county, all rhymes (Rhymes)
all good times, thank the Lord For dumb fuckin' people and card fraud We tearin' up lawn, we got herds of Lincolns into your crib and have your whole house stinkin'
Don't blink and don't we're soft your money and your gold And don't express your Uhh We get mad props, wreck all Puttin' on crews get confused and lose, that's what we do
Styles stem pioneers suckers in awe You get jawed for lookin' Can you me or am I talkin' to the wall? (Wee) top dog callin' out each and every one of y'all
You get balls, you and talk that shit But top dogs camp ain't nothin' to fuck And don't say we didn't ya I got Detroit thang with more love that California Drunk DJ smokin' Cognac Call me the sidekick, thug boy, kid with the
I rip through rhymes like a bullet in the And I float through tracks like a in the sea A wee bit shy, but I by me (Wee) And I'm a mean when I have to be
Thank young Gs' with sleeves and thieves on Strategically placed in case feels bold I you ho's you can't fuck with these I make more papers then trees (Trees)
{See we in brotherhood forever is criteria You with top dog fuckin' with family (Family)}
No I ain't feelin' ya, got all that I can do to Any time you see me you stand clear You see me in my I'm in the clubs Who you gonna check bitch, the fuck you thinkin'?
You can check me, but that shit slide You can get your life, took tryin' to my pride You with who, man that shit ain't big I roll with dogs that'll your wig And got gigs all money, Detroit to Cellular receivers and beepers is what were Your of importance, I don't sweat you Yeah the drinks on me, but the on you (You)
I'm all about the nothin' at all See I'm not doin' very much, I'm just havin' a I'm in bed by (Four) I'm up by (Noon)
I might sit around, I might me a tune I go fishin' and again I might not I might get me a fourty or pour me Scotch The watch on my wrist, don't even exist A lot of people from appointments that I've missed
I dissed everybody and their Mom for 'Cause barkin', but nobody ever bites talkin' loud, sayin' nothin' Get you Dad, get your Go and get your boy 'cause he's as big as a Now take your pussy ass clickin' and get the out (Fuck out)
I'm the estranged, I got domains states I live in hotels with them hourly rates I do big plates eight a day The be livin' large at the seafood bay
Got a way with the world and now I'm lookin' to Ain't about to ass out on a no good Could anythin', but I ain't down for broke So before slides Somebody's choked
I'm a no good freak, skin like rashes I lose a little love with everyday passes Ain't a masochistic, statistic Vocabulary, I'm a very shy And get this, people say I changed
I'm the same motherfucker the same old name A little game and extra cash, see You could fuck me, but put it past me You wanna bash me and got no I can lay up in the for four straight seasons (Wee)
I ain't a punk, I to be I live for what is, not used to be all up in the past, that's ash Hear I say "I'm all about today and I'm gonna die way"