you niggas is some hoes (hoes) You niggas is some hoes (hoes), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes
some hoes (hoes) You niggas is some hoes (hoes), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) You keep
one, this Armi, sip some It's only 40 proof, it feel like 151 When I'm done Make a run with the Roc Rock Air Force 1's Rock a bun, hide shit in her hair
[Bun B:] Baby girl lookin good, feel real thick Real pretty, real fly, she a real chick Lookin for a real player to adore ya But look no further, I'm
(bun b) I always wanted to be the biggest man in somethin Had to find my place But the world can leave a foul taste on the tongue Had to dodge a case
't wanna relationship, I just want me some relations go on and let a nigga poke hoe, and stop shuckin with my patience [Chorus - Bun B sampled] Go on
bricks Gipp put it down for the A-Town to the Bay to the Oakland foothill strip Too Short, Bun B, Devin and Big Gipp, yo we all some pimps Gettin' money
) Bia-bia-bia-b-b-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-b-b-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-biatch! (biatch) [Bun B] Say, I'm all about
head Do my thang, spit some game you know how Gotti play it I'm like all these hoes gon' get it man One of these hoes gon' get it man From the 'Mound
all day Count money all day, count money all, money all Count money all day, count money all day, count money all Money all, money all, money all day [Bun B
should go out and challenge a blow torch Respect no boy Except maybe Bun B I'm from the place with the area code Shady 1-3 Fuck ? I'm in some new jeans
trouble in the flesh, you can't see me with the Hubble We ain't wishin these niggaz good luck, go get a clover This Bun B, it's "B.E. 3," this shit is
on slick, we got Bun B (Bun B) Yeah, Ying Yang Twins Check it out, Collipark drop them beats That'll rock your world (That's right) Got Bun B and Ying
God himself ain't never made a badder dude Then the one standin in front of you Bitch you know what I'm a do and don't call me B, this Mr. Bun to you
ma hold u down Need a lil' dough, we flippin', got somewhere to go, I'm whippin' Be a love hustla, whatever you need, girl, I'ma hold u down Bun B da
Everywhere I go hold up pimpin is respected, Hoes keep a playa chose, honor and except it, Astonishin collective, my ism is effected, Wake up to some pressed clothes, pussy, and some
Drop the top and swang 4s to the sand. Now in the water, hoes see a slaughter. Its the young don still chasin after daughters. Chasin after hoes, ridin
