Lyrics: Silas Stapleton III
Music: Silas Stapleton III
How you doin?
What's your name?
Never mind
Pull up on me in Atlanta
When you hear what I'm putting down, gone get excited
Shit ya pants, might need to bring a pamper
Cop a ticket, **** it, cop four mo'
Bring ya granny wit her knees on swole
Shakin' her thigh, figured I would bat a eye
Wink at her on my stage
Watch it all unfold
Ho, ho
Pick it up, **** that, don't put down
Line up a pot I'm about to cook now
I took the sauce and dip with two sporks
Came off the noodle, took it to pound town (For real)
I don't got to pop the pill
I can sip so the popping can chill
Baby come back the deal
I give you the deal
You can feel in the back of a poppy field
Now, how you wanna get it?
Eeny meeny miney moe
Make you feel it in your pinky toΠ΅
Grab the reins I'm bout to make it rain
Poppin' thΠ΅ cherry and make it swing low
Done wit it, whats next? stop it now
My mama told me to shop around
Break it down (Sh, be quiet)
Bitch shut up
Cat's out the bag, meow
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Get out the way
When a real nigga come through
Damn I thought I told you
We been the way
When they ask, where I been?
I've been minding my biz
Cuz, I been out the way way way way
Take something that ain't nothin' cuz
We make a way way way way way
Make a nigga want to wake up
Pull out the cup hold up the Folgers
I mean they really got me ****ed up
I showed up and never lost composure
I tired to tell you, you can't **** wit him
Even if you was fastest lookin' slim
I reckon that you could take a dive and swim in the pool
With two the squares be cool with them
Nigga shut the **** up
Don't be coming round me
Actin' like a homie
When we know you really is a sucker
How now you don't know me
I bet you a phony, wait
Shut up, stop, bring that shit
Act like an ass poppin' hard for the nine-nine in the two
Thou shall not do whatever you think you can whenever
It's my time do it for the damn fine
Feel it? bass all in your stomach
Trouble, now don't you run from it
I make that shit that make you want to get up
Say, girl let's make our booty cheeks plummet
I know you love it fight the temptation don't rub it
Good music make you say **** it
But if you get the urge wanna splurge
Bump all my shit and tell all your people you heard it
Get out the way
When a real nigga come through
Damn I thought I told you
We been the way
When they ask, where I been?
I've been minding my biz
Cuz, I been out the way way way way
Take something that ain't nothin' cuz
We make a way way way way way
Get out the way
When a real nigga come through
Damn I thought I told you
We been the way
When they ask, where I been?
I've been minding my biz
Cuz, I been out the way way way way
Take something that ain't nothin' cuz
We make a way way way way way
Get out the...