Intro
Ls
Spittin' on that G-G-G-G-G-Unit
Something different
Yeah
Ok
Ok, I wake up, load up, tote that thing I keep glocked up
And when I shoot, I ain't missin'; when I pop that thang
Like Christina Milian, chicks dip it low for me. And I
Make 'em say, "Wee-ooh-wee." Them chicks keep
Pressing me, stay on top of me like they
Mrs Officer, or I'm Mr Carter. She thinks
I'm Curtis or one of them other G-Unit
Boys, but you ain't heard this before
She so bad she look at herself in the
Mirror, think never a flaw, but she's
No Lil Kim; she ain't from the hood
– that hoe more suburban...
But I treat her good, shе get that
Thug aggression when I fuck hеr up the wall
'cause she likes them bad boys
It's no Biggie, I do the Shiggy like Cam did the dougie
I stay juggin', been thuggin' since taking all of their lunch money
And pudding, you probably thought I wouldn't be rapping like this or couldn't, more Cuba Gooding, not for radio .....
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