Lyrics

Oowiee slow down little buddy trying to groove too fast Tell me what you gone do when a foot in your ass Tell me what you gone do when this shit pop off You gone fold like a hoe or you gone really go off We been playing hard ball and you niggas too soft Why you gamble with your life when your soul is the cost Smell fear in that stutter every time that you talk You ain't talking to the runner sir your talking to the boss See the freak and the geek in her face when she walk She gone leak if I beat it goes down in the loft She money on the pole up and down see saw Can I take you out to dinner little baby bing bong Damn the battery died left the green beam on You should stay on my court cus the team too strong I been getting to this paper wave hi to the haters Shit life's what you make you niggas still playing Oowiee I can't make it slow down cus this beat is a slap Caught him slipping at the light now his name is a pack You should wear a sombrero cus you really big cap Man you don't really wanna beef man you niggas wanna rap She don't really want love she want guidance and a track Nails done hair is done good heels all that You don't really want a bag that's why you sitting on your ass On the couch watching me just letting life pass When I get in this bitch I be whooping on the mic You be whooping on the bitch like she Tina and you Ike He got stripped to a bitch so with clothes you a dike Bang out tongue out air Jordan like Mike Punch in punch him punch out like Mike He got stung and I laughed he he like Mike I been getting to this paper wave hi to the haters Shit life's what you make you niggas still playing
Writer(s): Terry Hall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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