Set It Off

[Produced by Mannie Fresh] [Intro] KICK ASS! (Mmm-hmm) C'mon (Uh-huh, mm-hmm) Y'all boys don't know NUTTIN bout me (mm-hmm, uh-huh) Ya heard? .. "Ladies and gentlemen!" [Verse 1] I'mma T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna If a bitch leave me, I'mma take everything from her Leave while ya can, or ya mom will pick ya rum up I'mma find me some new pussy, and buy a Four-Runner I walk with a limp, cause my nuts heavy And I like it from the back so hold your butt steady I know I got some big lips, but I ain't trippin And momma I love pussy, but I ain't lickin Now prepare yourself for a smooth dickin You don't want it girl? You don't know, what you missin I'm the baddest boss nigga walkin, you ain't heard? I got a team of head busters waitin to give 'em the word I gotta few in the East Coast, a few in the West Down-South to Mid-W, whattup to the rest Can't forget about the ghetto where they strugglin in debt No matter what I do dawg, I love my set - "Ladies and gentlemen!" [Chorus] Whodi, Wassup, Wodette, Wassup, Whodi, Wassup Set it off in this motherfucker Whodi, Wassup, Wodette, Wassup, Whodi, Wassup Set it off in this motherfucker Whodi, Wassup, Wodette, Wassup, Whodi, Wassup Set it off in this motherfucker Whodi, Wassup, Wodette, Wassup, Whodi, Wassup Set it off in this motherfucker [Verse 2] The niggidy niggidy Nile's in this bitch, get right Fuck what you heard on the street it's CMR for life Still ridin on dubs, sippin brown and white Jump stupid if you want bitch we gon' clown tonite We got twenty-five choppers in the V.I.P Cristal and 40 yack and a pound of weed I know you wait for me to get drunk, and follow me home Picture what I'mma give you though - a shot to yo' dome Fuck it if your boys gon' be talkin they gon' get hit too I'm really not givin a fuck, long as I get you Jamie, Fresh, Joe, Bubba Ya gotta admit ha, Juvie a motherfucker I'mma general, executin the plan Got a vision of the 3rd Ward, rulinn the land Runnin up on hoes, tellin them to jump in the van Mommy please come break off just me and my man [Chorus] Whodi, Wassup, Wodette, Wassup, Whodi, Wassup Set it off in this motherfucker Whodi, Wassup, Wodette, Wassup, Whodi, Wassup Set it off in this motherfucker Whodi, Wassup, Wodette, Wassup, Whodi, Wassup Set it off in this motherfucker Whodi, Wassup, Wodette, Wassup, Whodi, Wassup Set it off in this motherfucker [Verse 3] 55% of these niggas is fake The other 45% be handlin they weight 55% of these women is hoes The other 45% be playin they role Mr. Officer, Mr. Officer Take these motherfuckin cuffs off of us We ain't kill nobody in this car, for us And ridin on 20's is the law for us I ain't from France, but excuse my french Fuck ya if ya hatin, nigga save that then I been dealin wit you bitches from way back then Plus I kept a fire duck off the lay back in You say my momma played me and J be tight Cause Juvie takin care, so everything alright Bitches see the Silver Seraph wit them phat ass pipes Bein followed by some niggas on some bad ass bikes [Chorus] Whodi, Wassup, Wodette, Wassup, Whodi, Wassup Set it off in this motherfucker Whodi, Wassup, Wodette, Wassup, Whodi, Wassup Set it off in this motherfucker Whodi, Wassup, Wodette, Wassup, Whodi, Wassup Set it off in this motherfucker Whodi, Wassup, Wodette, Wassup, Whodi, Wassup Set it off in this motherfucker