on Come on Eve, Swizz Beats Drag-On baby [chorus Swizz]4x We want y'all to move right now [Drag-On] Break 'em down Put 'em up Shake 'em down Pat '
clothes and all those, fancy things [Fat Pat] Money hoes, fancy clothes Heavy in the game, so I'm hot as cold For paper, wake me up I think I'm dreaming
to be the boss, looking good when I floss Sunshine let it down, turn it up and clown Fool around hit your block, trunk going on knock Let it up let it
Mac rap, I wouldn't fire a round into your crown I lay you down and retire you clown And I clap niggas, nap niggas in the dirt Pat-pat with the deuce
C.O.D., nigga) Fort Greene Uh-huh, uh-huh, little side {yeah} uh-huh, uh-huh {Yeah, who we be?} ShaCronz, Terra Tory, Murda Free, let's go [Free Murda
them! Want em, come get 'em niggaz, y'all know where to get at me Look at me, now pass me, maybe you can be half me You bastards, I'm laughin, bullets
in love Hooked on that aink and I be floatin to the skies above Smokin blink it helps me think, it helps me feel at ease It keeps me calm I be spendin
is so real Down for the green, to make the world see It's all about, my family and me I ride for y'all, and y'all ride for me Guerilla Maab, what I'm
himora,ole harry potter" lookin ass nigga Aye holdon holdon, lemme get soma that shit . "Youz a broke" lookin ass nigga "joker" lookin ass nigga "let me
that now Then I figured my daughter would ask me "daddy, how'd you ever end up with mommy?" And I'd say "we were drunk as hell at a Pat Green concert
Lil' Flip and Z-Ro ha-ha-ha Clover G'z and Rap-A-Lot, different labels But we both in the Screwed Up Click, let's go [Lil' Flip] Look me and my niggaz
me rich I smell like Kurt when I pitch, nigga you get it homie I be in Orange Mound, drinking yellow drank nigga I might be with Quetpuff, and green
still independent cause Jive couldn't afford me The meetings were boring, for real I was snoring The VP was fine, yeah she made me kinda horny But that's another story, let
Drinkin yellow drank nigga I might be with Qute, Puff and Green gank nigga You know we get each other Like the Get It Boyz Any rapper step to me he will
m still on the grind, and I'm all about my stacks I'm all about that crack, I'm all about the green You can get a thang, if ya got sixteen Give me that
picture Four 15's knocking, I'ma let the bang hit you I'ma touch a mill ticket, when I drop Hit the stage grab the mic, let the crowd rock Tell them fake