B.G. - My World (I Want It) lyrics
B.G. [Christopher Noel Dorsey] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[B.G. - My World I Want It lyrics]
What's happenin main? This lil B gizzle
Your number one original hot boyya heard
And I got Collipark Musicthey got me
Bouncin' wit dis one here
You could bounce wit ityou could buck wit it
And you could roll wit itya heard me
My dawg smurf I'm tellin' you did this here
This that life after cash money world and
I'm gonna bring 'em in my world
I want it, you got it
Don't make me have to go in your pocket
I want it, you got it
Don't make me have to go in your pocket
This is for my hot boys and
My hot girls, ride wit me
I'ma bring you up in my world
This is for my hot boys and
My hot girls, ride wit me
I'ma bring you up in my world
My ghetto pass go state to state
I could go in any hood 'cuz I ain't fake
I'll bob my head, I'll stomp my feet
For Soulja Slim
Won't you do that Nolia Clap with me
Say Hot Girl, don't play with me
Like Ying Yang
Let me see you salt shake for me
I'm on the move, No stoppin' this
Cash Money move over I gots this
I'm 'bout to fuck the game up
Just watch this
When it's over I bet I see a profit
I'm a CEO, I'm a artist too i'm a hustler
I can get work from Florida too
Don't fuck with me, I'll stump you
If you score the right amount, I'll front you
I talk this shit 'cuz I'm bout this shit
Ain't no way I could run a way out this shit
I got four road dawgs that's goin' to jail
I'm takin care they baby momma
That ain't got no bail
I keeps it real, if you real you know
I'm in the game
So I gotta play the game how it go
See where I'm from they got hoes that grind
On the block all day gotta respect they mind
They'll cut you up, they'll mace you too
And they got a baby nine they'll spray at you
It's eye-for-eye I go pound-for-pound
I'm New Orleans
Only hopin' I'ma hold it down
Either roll with me, when I'm rolling through
Or I guarantee I'ma roll over you
I'm a fool wit it give me that work
I show you what to do wit it
My cousin in seventh grade sent
Him to school wit it by seventh period
He through wit itit's Chopper City
I represent my dawg Soulja
That's why you can catch me in that Nolia
I'm a gangsta, the streets backin' me
I ain't goin' back to Baby, stop askin' me
It's C-H-O double P-E-Rc-I T-Y
Nigga, till the day I die
I'm from the hood, I'm down to earth
When I'm in the streets I
Be out there head first
I'm on the creep, with no sleep
I ain't trynna rest till the enemy six feet
It's game time, and I'm ready to play
Gimme my remote and my remote is my K
I spray with it, I'm from uptown
I gotta stay wit it when we murder
We know how to get away wit it
We do our slick
One shot to the head is how we slank a bitch
Your number one original hot boyya heard
And I got Collipark Musicthey got me
Bouncin' wit dis one here
You could bounce wit ityou could buck wit it
And you could roll wit itya heard me
My dawg smurf I'm tellin' you did this here
This that life after cash money world and
I'm gonna bring 'em in my world
I want it, you got it
Don't make me have to go in your pocket
I want it, you got it
Don't make me have to go in your pocket
This is for my hot boys and
My hot girls, ride wit me
I'ma bring you up in my world
This is for my hot boys and
My hot girls, ride wit me
I'ma bring you up in my world
My ghetto pass go state to state
I could go in any hood 'cuz I ain't fake
I'll bob my head, I'll stomp my feet
For Soulja Slim
Won't you do that Nolia Clap with me
Say Hot Girl, don't play with me
Like Ying Yang
Let me see you salt shake for me
I'm on the move, No stoppin' this
Cash Money move over I gots this
I'm 'bout to fuck the game up
Just watch this
When it's over I bet I see a profit
I'm a CEO, I'm a artist too i'm a hustler
I can get work from Florida too
Don't fuck with me, I'll stump you
If you score the right amount, I'll front you
I talk this shit 'cuz I'm bout this shit
Ain't no way I could run a way out this shit
I got four road dawgs that's goin' to jail
I'm takin care they baby momma
That ain't got no bail
I keeps it real, if you real you know
I'm in the game
So I gotta play the game how it go
See where I'm from they got hoes that grind
On the block all day gotta respect they mind
They'll cut you up, they'll mace you too
And they got a baby nine they'll spray at you
It's eye-for-eye I go pound-for-pound
I'm New Orleans
Only hopin' I'ma hold it down
Either roll with me, when I'm rolling through
Or I guarantee I'ma roll over you
I'm a fool wit it give me that work
I show you what to do wit it
My cousin in seventh grade sent
Him to school wit it by seventh period
He through wit itit's Chopper City
I represent my dawg Soulja
That's why you can catch me in that Nolia
I'm a gangsta, the streets backin' me
I ain't goin' back to Baby, stop askin' me
It's C-H-O double P-E-Rc-I T-Y
Nigga, till the day I die
I'm from the hood, I'm down to earth
When I'm in the streets I
Be out there head first
I'm on the creep, with no sleep
I ain't trynna rest till the enemy six feet
It's game time, and I'm ready to play
Gimme my remote and my remote is my K
I spray with it, I'm from uptown
I gotta stay wit it when we murder
We know how to get away wit it
We do our slick
One shot to the head is how we slank a bitch