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von Zack Fox

You made that? (Yeah)
(Here′s a little somethin' ′bout my DJ) brrt, yeah
Back again
(Here's a little somethin' ′bout my D-) (that was fresh)

Hoe, sit down, I got cash I need to calculate (go rocky)
Soon as I walk up in this bitch, the opps evacuate (go rocky)
Choppin′ up them blades (go rocky)
Brought the choppas to a dinner date (that was fresh)
Ridin' ′round hot, drop the top, I need to ventilate

Bi-bi-bi-bitch, ring the bell, beat a nigga like I'm Triple H
Whip red as hell, bitch, I′m bleedin' down the interstate
All my niggas hungry, bitch, you lucky you ain′t gettin' ate
Way I hate these niggas, you figure that I invented hate


Goddamn, all of my bitches speak different languages (go rocky)
Goddamn, if this shit don't shake then, bitch, I′m takin′ shit (go rocky)
Boy, I got so many sticks, I let enemies take a pic (go rocky, go rocky, go rocky)
Pussy nigga mad, I told him, "Eat a bag of baby dicks"

Uh
Y'a-y′a-y'all niggas not it
Uh
Al-al-all my niggas pop shit

Kick a bitch nigga off a cliff without no parachute
Fuck nigga prolly callin′ 12 just like a Karen do
Red dot on a nigga cheek, he look like Pikachu
All my niggas evil look like people off of Beetlejuice

Pickin' up your bitch in a foreign (go rocky), it go beep-beep-beep-beep
Bitch I′m doing numbers (go rocky), I'm covered in V-V-V-V-V's
Bitches was just laughin′ (go rocky) about me like ke-ke-ke-ke-ke
Now they see my ass in an Audi, and try to sleep with me

Uh
Y′a-y'a-y′all niggas not it (here's a little somethin′ 'bout my DJ)
Uh
Al-al-all my niggas pop shit