can't get down I can't get down with you no more I can't get down I can't get down with you no more I can't get down, oh oh I can't get down I can'
1- I can't get down, I can't get down Wit' you no more I can't get down, I can't get down Wit' you no more I can't get down, I can't get down Wit
to bounce? So you can get paid by the pound; and more for the funkin ounce It's the Brooklyn sway And as I let the music play I wouldn't have it any
shit nigga Don't try to act like you don't know its me and shit You know what i'm sayin'? I ain't put no tints on the motherfucker so you can see me nigga
Face it Soon them niggas gone be comin' with army tanks and shit Just mowin niggas down Plus have you mothafuckas can't shoot no one Put the mothafucking guns down
a soldier Buck at them niggas, they ain't no muthafuckin soldiers [Verse One] Can't get no ??? If you do better watch your bizack Can't get 'em, catch
get a good look nigga (haha uh) Yeah, look at me, look at the license plate The license plate say: "Get one nigga" (haha) Can you get one nigga?
you, there ain't a damn thing that I won't do I'm a Thug, this my way I show, my love for you (Nigga for you, I get the coke, I'ma turn it into cash)
what you don't know Kobe? Yeah, he's real with the flow Kick in the do' wavin' the flow-flow All you heard was stop, can't take the hits no more Ha, didn't
a q-dawg A-town's up, deuces down it's the new call And you can dial 1-888-cut-something I'm your kinky operator when you wanna f--- something Ain't
like a Q-Dawg A-town's up, deuces down it's the new call And you can dial 1-888-CUT-SOMETHING I'm your kinky operator when you wanna f--- something Ain't
home Then we'd go wrong, it wasn't in the plan Designed by the Man upstairs This testimony and we say, 'We can, we can! ' We can do it Gotta put ya mind
my coffin Scrape a lape, can't get me bent. Nigga this tank don't run on fumes And if I ain't got it you can assume, about to go get it and nigga's is
back Chorus: She went out for cigarettes And just kept driving on He didn't even know it yet Bur she's gone As far away as she can get Passed the point
get it, So if you don't like what I do, suck my mothafuckin' dick until your face turns blue. [Chorus:] They like temper, temper calm down Webby Take
I stomp that beat. Build a butcher Don't even know if you want that beef. I get loose like the crotch of my jeans. So complex when I rap. Can't even