[Hook:] Yea we came to party- Came to party [x4] Yea we came to party- Came to party [x4] [Verse 1:] Meticulous Click is in the buildin, keep an eye
[Verse 1:] I got cold game, low shades, there's no way That I won't roll away, with somethin tonight, shortay Got a fat ass, full glass, of that Goose
2: GetNDeep] When it comes to this rap shit, I gotta have it, twist up a blunt Spark it up and pass it With the music blastin, chillin with K, dawg the
[Verse 1:] Ow damn girl ya lookin so good, drivin me crazy I wonder if I could Take you out later on tonight, we'll do whatever you like, party till
[Hook:] I'm doin my stomp in the club while shortys grindin on me- She got it to the point where I'm almost excited to leave- Cause I know when we skip
[Intro:] Get em up, get em up, get em up, get em up- [x2] Get em up, get em up- [Verse 1:] Get em up, put em up cause we back I'm back in my city so
[Hook:] You're all mine, know what's on ya mind Know you've been waitin this whole time, that I've been on my grind I can tell how you lookin, I see
[Hook:] Lord knows that I'm too impatient, I hate waitin, for your love- Cause oow it's the temptation, of the sensation, can't get enough- Lord knows
[Intro:] Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea- [x2] Meticulous in the buildin [x2] [Verse 1:] Yea She told me I'm like fire Cause I always get it hot And every time
[Hook:] They see us pullin up in fancy rides Yea and I can see the look in the eyes They see us throwin money off of the stage Yea and I can see the
that Apple Bottom's too ripe Don't got a problem with conversation, walked up, what ya doin tonight She gave a half smile and turned me down, all my homies like damn K
like expected [K-Squeez:] yes we wrecked it [Bootleg:] well connected [K-Squeez:] better respect it [Bootleg:] cash invested [K-Squeez:] well protected [Bootleg:] fuck the DEA detectives [K-Squeez
[Hook:] Game recognize game baby And I can read yo mind- You want this thang baby Don't wanna waste no time- Won't get ya no fame lady Not even a dime
m the B.G., all about beefin' Catch ya bobbin' your head at the d.j. and leave you leakin' I'm on a buck, fuck on the up, then squeeze it (???), nigga
man Chorus: On dangerous grounds, with the K off in my hand, Ready for me to blast I'ma clean up man, On dangerous grounds, with the K off in my hand
seed it hurts Got a package from the devil, payin my deeds Preocuppied by the greed, in this crooked life I lead More funds to spend, or bigger guns to squeeze
these motherfuckers they ain't see Don't make enemies with me Fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me Mutah with K-Dogg in () -----------------------
the clip in, Nigga, my gun go off We call it putting work in, Leaving niggas hurting, Homocide's learkin' My gun go off [Verse 1:] F**k Boy you can
