get ya all that shit what's up little Alice in wonderland, you bitch we are coming and you can suck the dick, work it tight 'Cause I know what's up
I stack, bring it back for y'all With 40 nigga's after y'all Aiyyo ladies, get up, bounce your tits up Be happy Brooklyn ain't shoot this shit up 'Cause
Let me hear you say fire it up (fire it up) Say fire it up (fire it up) All my people just wave your hand Getting money all across the land One time
Better cool like Egon, and shine like veegon Pissin on your beons, for decades and eons You squad has no muscle plus you, my new hustle Fuck scuffin up
Quarter mill for the show, really though, wassup? Louis duffel bag stay loaded up Get her to the hotel, betta know what's up With the niggas out there get the holdin' up
pull up our pants and do the roc away Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back I said my niggas don't dance We just pull up our pants and do the
movin' around Give me a pound, all of my niggaz holdin' it down Cuttin' you up, the new shit, ruckin' you up Fuckin' you up, my black hole, suckin' you up
' tell us Skydiver, short circuit just like a live wire And give it the niggas because we got the fire All my people in the place, just put your hands up
Claiming that you got a new style Your attempts are futile, Ooo chile Your puerile Brain waves are sterile You can't create, you just wait to take, my tape's Laced with malice Hands
' You can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets If you lookin' I got my hand on my *** grippin' in the raws Hood star, sit up in
see this shit So I'm on the telephone callin up the squad "Get your shit together, nigga, we finna mob" Before I hung up the phone, niggas was lettin
the mouth Southside, let the spotlight shine, heat 'em up Introduce 'em to the glock 1 9, beat 'em up Who in the muthafuckin' house y'all, the gulf
you wanna come get it Stand next to this money like ay, ay, ay Shake your money maker like somebody 'bout to pay ya Don't worry about them haters, keep your nose up
in slow motion. And then I speed it up. And take it fast like a nigga on a top speed coaster. Now where my goons at? Load em up. Take aim and we ready
Ya'll switch it up Ya'll switch it up I got em ya'll switch it up I got a nine cove tightly So u betta do da right thing Dey ain't like spitely So u so
in the buildin Poppin penicillin, damn i'm hurtin niggas feelings soulja boy the truth, that's real pimpin' I spit real ish, def'ly not fiction Money slippin out my hand
a nigga jump stupid then its two things Hands and Feet If I holla Squad Up
