Now get retarted [x8] Oh yea' [x16] And Pop the pill [x8] [Verse:] Now get retarted [x4] Oh yea' [x16] And Pop the pill [x4] Now pop(pop) [x4] Now act
(feat. Birdman) [Intro: Birdman (Lil' Wayne)] {Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) brrr {Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (
Chorus:] Girl let me see you pop it pop it for that Paper pop pop it pop it pa-pop it For that paper drop then pop pop it Pa-pop it for that paper
zone lil' mama I wanna bone lil' mama, so I'm wrong lil' mama Yeah, that's the number to my phone lil' mama I'm from a calm lil' mama, so won't you shake
Припев: Я твой первый друг Ты мой лучший враг Я без тебя никак Ты без меня ни с кем Любовь-война Я поднимаю белый флаг Забери меня, забери в свой плен
man for more pills to pop Like yeah Bitch I'm in my zone niggas lookin at me like I want whatever he on, I'm on a lil dat, I'm on a lil dis, nigga u
: [Intro: B.G.] Whats happenin' look (whhaaaa) It's Lil B. Gizzle ya heard me One of New Orleans finest and if you walk with me for a minute in New Orleans
a lil thicker and taller Chancin 6 figgaz, I'm the Cash Money Baller Chorus: x3 Verse 3: Say B (Baby), I heard Cap had another baby It's a lil girl
beam and so much yay On his porch stairs, nothin' but mail One hundred G's with ease now that's no big drama I keep packin' shit to keep icin' lil' Mama
Seagal type shit Some *cgghh* knife shit Don't think you niggaz feelin' that 226 Behind me the crucifix, chop or get chopped, split or get split Doogie, Lil Wayne, Lil Turk, Lil
nigga Oh, I'm comin for the capture What you wan' do nigga Mystikals who I'm after Grab yo' steel and shoot I'ma killer not a rapper Lil' Wayne, he bout
Like they do in the club Yup that's me, I'm your number One Love, Go Head, Lil Mama, Go Head Now Drop Go Head, Lil Mama, Go Head Don't Stop Go Head Lil
, ayy) I make the airline and pop to it, N.Y. bop to it No frontin here shorty, niggaz know how I do it For the paper let the gat pop, jackpot Find me
my motto These rappers ain't kings, they pawns And got dust bunnies on they guns [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] I think God spent a lil' extra time on me Pop
I buy a bigger whip If beef pop off, I'm letting off a bigger clip We swallow Champaign them niggas taking little sips I fucked this white bitch she said I had a lil
in my shoes Went through a bunch of bullshit while I was payin my dues They say my music make a gangster want to pop something Well tell them niggas they could pop
only want eight I'm breakin' it down its so hard to do Especially when I'm at the G Unit Barbecue Might bust me a female and pop a Pepsi In Khakis and
a thug Gimme a henny on the rocks, and a bottle of bud I dont need security, this old nickel enough I came to ball wit ya'll, pop the bar and all So