CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Everything BoZ

Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I can teach that b*t*h my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah
F**k that b*t*h one time and then I'm phoning home, yeah
Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I had to slime some n***as out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah
Pu**y n***a know I came from toting poles
And you ain't built like that, lil' n***a, you can get exposed, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah

F**k n***a, what you want? Huh (What you want?)
Know we keep them choppers like a movie role (Movie role)
I just need to know, is it truly smoke? (Truly smoke)
Yeah, 'cause you know we want the smoke, we truly want (Truly want)
To bust shots at the opposition
Pu**y n***a, you ain't really in the right position
To be talking that gangster sh*t, pu**y, you get hit coming
She like bah, bah, bah, get shot in your head, man
Yeah, get shot where the headband 'posed to be at
Pu**y n***a, huh, yeah, uh, uh
Pu**y n***a, huh, yeah
You can get hit up
Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I can teach that b*t*h my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah
F**k that b*t*h one time and then I'm phoning home, yeah
Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I had to slime some n***as out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah
Pu**y n***a know I came from toting poles
And you ain't built like that, lil' n***a, you can get exposed, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah

Yeah, uno, dos, tres, yeah, come and give me head
This a Glock .40, yeah, leave a n***a dead
N***as be lackin', yeah, catch that n***a in traffic, shot him in the back
Might take your b*t*h, yeah, she wanna hang with the gang but this ain't that
Boy be telling, yeah, can't f**k with these opp a** n***as, they all rats
Hopped in my bag, Birkin, got out all this cash earned it
Tell me what you need, serve it, man, I make these b*t*hes nervous
Yeah, yeah, ayy, ooh
Mmh, mmh, mmh, ayy
It's a Glock .40

Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I can teach that b*t*h my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah
F**k that b*t*h one time and then I'm phoning home, yeah
Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I had to slime some n***as out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah
Pu**y n***a know I came from toting poles
And you ain't built like that, lil' n***a, you can get exposed, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)