wanna freak me? All you gotta do is Tweet meee! (Tweet meeeeee!) But don't you trick me, baby treat meee! [Verse 1: Bun B] Yeah, well this is dedicated
Just like that you know we bout that Just like that you know we bout that I said we bout that Yeah u know we bout that [Bun B] Say man I'm cleaner than
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
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League, J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League) [Chorus - Bun B - w/ LeToya Luckett ad libs and Notorious B.I.G. sample] It was all a dream, thinkin '
let the congregation sing Yeah We back baby and better then we ever was It's trill G gang so quit acting like we never was You see the group is too trill
[Intro] [Crowd chants "Bun B!" for first 10 seconds] [Verse 1 - Bun B] I do this shit for Pimp C bitch (bitch), so what the fuck is up? (up) Step roll
Just like that you know we bout that Just like that you know we bout that I said we bout that Yeah u know we bout that [Bun B] Say man I'm cleaner
there Dang, you pop this trunk Bang down this block (Play-Play-Play-Play-Play-N-Skillz) Beat 'em down right quick mayne [Chorus - Play-N-Skillz (Bun B
[Verse 1 - Bun B] Well it's Bun B performin live, one night only (one night only) Come on through and kick it with your trill homie Showtime's midnight
[Bun B - Verse 1] Now when it come to making money Ia??m a printing press When it come to being Trill Ia??m a litmus test I run it like a fitness test
H-Town Tonight I'm gon' make some money goooo For the H-Towwwwwn [Bun B] Ladies and gentlemen you're now listenin to the Dirty South trillionaire ('naire) Keepin it trill
mon! [Chorus w/ Songz ad-lib] [Bun B] Look here shawty, lemme tell you what the game is (game is) And while I'm at it, lemme tell you what my name is (What?) Bun
[Intro - Bun B - talking] Say mayne, I had this pussy ass nigga come up to me the other day You know what I'm sayin? Talkin 'bout "say Bun B Bun B you
it's, it's goin down, baby" "My mic is loud and my production is tight" - [Big L] "We run shit!" "I ain't playin witchu!" [Verse 1] Okay, Bun is on the
singer, real story teller Real gangsta, a true veteran of the bid'ness Y'all show him some love, talk to 'em Bun [Bun B] Thank y'all for comin to see
to draw down wit' that red appeal Then you gon' undastand that Bun B is foreva trill [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Bun B (T-Pain)] (Ohh, do you swear to keep it gangsta?) Gangsta than a mothafucka, trill
We some southern OG's, Trill recognize Trill All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers don't slip Money speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say shit Bun B
24's Blowin on a pound of dro Getting gone in the wind Sitting behind tint Getting bent You can't see me But you smell the smoke Oh yeah *Repeat [Bun B