act a ass

walla walla walla bang bang

one me on the grand tree damn come from around kingsman

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its smoky up in here

so open up the vents

we heated up in here. the street instruments

my piranhas is hungry

we play for keep

we freakin this booch

we 60something deep

we licorice booch if you feel a frog its leap

promiscuous booch sometimes we like to cheat

i'm spillin' my liquor

its all on my clothes

i'm smellin like alcohol bout to follow my nose

i'm mad doggin and thuggin

buckin and grudging

we off of them pills

and we aint talking bout bufferin

like they do down south

with furniture in they mouth

if you like it

i love it

when its dry as a drought

if you dig it

i dug it

be about your paper route

if its woofers and sub hits

clientele and clout

party and clubbing

up in the building talking loud

we gon' act a ass

we gon' do the fool

so don't make me murdah

emcees up in side

we gon' tap nigga and grind like that boy yeah

we gon' act a ass

i'm having my yay-per

im feeling my scrill

i'm seeing my money mayne

im a hustler for real

gotta get it while its good

aint no time to wait

its dangerous in my hood

with plenty money to make

i'm drinking a beer

im smoking a swisher

i barely can steer

im full of this liquor

i handles my biz

im takin' my exit

then parking this britch

the magazine street exit

i pull up my truck

im stopping my soul

stop at the 7-11

talking shit on my phone

hustler by nature

buster by choice

i'm checkin' my pager

im checkin' my voice

re-up and re-coppin'

peddlin' and pushin'

more keys than a janitor

my nick-name is bookman

bitches be lookin'

old-folk be starin'

patin' me down

searchin' the clothes that im wearin'

we gon' act a ass

we gon' do the fool

so don't make me murdah

emcees up in side

we gon' tap nigga and grind like that boy yeah

we gon' act a ass

many fourteens

m-1 therapy

ar-15 pimpin' m16s without me

wont be no slang in the gang

it'll be extinct

i've been bamboozled and hit with mayne

people hit with all kind of these identity thieves

underrated and hated

on by all these squares in the industry

man i'm a legend pimp

they call me ee four owe

xp boy used to push that blow

gas

break

dip

stop

and go

ride the strip

hit the sto'e

you know that i bought it

you know that i got it

had to cop a bottle of the blue hypnotiq

incredible hulks

you know what i mean

mix it with some bark and watch that shit turn green

higher than an elephants eye

me and my guys

off rossi and hash

after that ass. we gon' act a ass

we gon' do the fool

so don't make me murdah

emcees up in side

we gon' tap nigga and grind like that boy yeah

we gon' act a ass

well allllright

me a bad man

ruff by nature

you punkin' on me you goin' into danger

me and the don

ruff and down low ranger

me thought me pot was comin' from jamaica

no mess with stranger

no like imposta

call me forecaster

we more like rasta

with the mix for ganja

i buy a lil cha cha

when they know inside

they blow sofa

we gon' act a ass

we gon' do the fool

so don't make me murdah

emcees up in side

we gon' tap nigga and grind like that boy yeah

we gon' act a ass

walla walla walla bang bang walla dang dang dang

walla walla walla bang bang what a dang dang thang