Mannie Fresh, Birdman - Go With Me2 lyrics
[Mannie Fresh, Birdman - Go With Me2 lyrics]
I'ma ball ba ba ball ba ball ba ball ball
This is it y'all the shit y'all
Niggas grab your dicks y'all
Ladies in your best outfit's y'all
Killa fa shilla slash pimp plus dealer
Nobody realer on the manilla
Just call me cute face chubby waist
Back back gimme space
Not another motherfucking celebrity
Murder case pimpin', Kobe in trouble
Michael back in his bubble
And my baby mama back
To actin just like the devil
I just can't believe
They smoked up all of my weed
Pmipin' they just don't want
To see me achieve man nothing at all
Got my back on the wall
But I'ma ball ba ba ball ba ball ba ball ball
(yeah)
Come on and go with me
Walk through the store with me
And you can get about a hundred pair of shoes
She really looking good
She represent her hood
I'm digging her she digging me
And it's understood
That we could be a couple
My name up in her butthole check me out
Wipe me down i'm a pimp nukka
Chevrolet doors put some mink on them floors
She put the Gucci sandals with the jeans
Diamonds all on her toes
I know you lovin my car holly hood superstar
And it's golds to these hoes
Who don't know who I are
I'm the leader my group
Keep some weed in my coupe
And I only let the baddest bitches
Up in my loot hey check out my shoes
And I still ride them trues
You can call me a crip
Cause I give hoes the blues
And I got your baby mother
And I front her little brother half
OZ's from my keys and he let me cut her
Right down the middle
And she lovin my pickle
When we ride around town
On the back of my 'sikul
Thirteen hundred fo sho
Thought you niggas should know
Wipe me down young pimpin
When you walk through the door
Push the five series, six series
Seven and eight all different colors man
How you gonna hate what the fuck
Put my finger up and I'ma stand tall
Ball ba ba ball ba ball ba ball ball
See I feel ya Fresh
Ain't nothing but the hand
Let's go through these niggas neighborhood
In sedan DeVilles nigga
With that gun in my hand
Blowin that mary jane nigga
With the ice like damn (DAMN)
If you know what I'm sayin
I'm the Birdman bitch
I'm in that Caddy on them twenty two's
Alligator seats the Benz or the Beamer coupe
It's all easy lil Weezy just came through
(what's up shorty?)
It's nothin to a playa, bitch just do you
And stop hatin before I hit
You with this chrome piece
Nigga because the block is mine
And I don't give a motherfuck
I'ma tote my iron (Believe that)
Or better yet i hit the hood and grind
In candy paint wipe me down
Red gold on shine
Well I'm a hood rich real nigga
Flyer than ever stunna and Mannie Fresh
We gon get this cheddar (One)
This is it y'all the shit y'all
Niggas grab your dicks y'all
Ladies in your best outfit's y'all
Killa fa shilla slash pimp plus dealer
Nobody realer on the manilla
Just call me cute face chubby waist
Back back gimme space
Not another motherfucking celebrity
Murder case pimpin', Kobe in trouble
Michael back in his bubble
And my baby mama back
To actin just like the devil
I just can't believe
They smoked up all of my weed
Pmipin' they just don't want
To see me achieve man nothing at all
Got my back on the wall
But I'ma ball ba ba ball ba ball ba ball ball
(yeah)
Come on and go with me
Walk through the store with me
And you can get about a hundred pair of shoes
She really looking good
She represent her hood
I'm digging her she digging me
And it's understood
That we could be a couple
My name up in her butthole check me out
Wipe me down i'm a pimp nukka
Chevrolet doors put some mink on them floors
She put the Gucci sandals with the jeans
Diamonds all on her toes
I know you lovin my car holly hood superstar
And it's golds to these hoes
Who don't know who I are
I'm the leader my group
Keep some weed in my coupe
And I only let the baddest bitches
Up in my loot hey check out my shoes
And I still ride them trues
You can call me a crip
Cause I give hoes the blues
And I got your baby mother
And I front her little brother half
OZ's from my keys and he let me cut her
Right down the middle
And she lovin my pickle
When we ride around town
On the back of my 'sikul
Thirteen hundred fo sho
Thought you niggas should know
Wipe me down young pimpin
When you walk through the door
Push the five series, six series
Seven and eight all different colors man
How you gonna hate what the fuck
Put my finger up and I'ma stand tall
Ball ba ba ball ba ball ba ball ball
See I feel ya Fresh
Ain't nothing but the hand
Let's go through these niggas neighborhood
In sedan DeVilles nigga
With that gun in my hand
Blowin that mary jane nigga
With the ice like damn (DAMN)
If you know what I'm sayin
I'm the Birdman bitch
I'm in that Caddy on them twenty two's
Alligator seats the Benz or the Beamer coupe
It's all easy lil Weezy just came through
(what's up shorty?)
It's nothin to a playa, bitch just do you
And stop hatin before I hit
You with this chrome piece
Nigga because the block is mine
And I don't give a motherfuck
I'ma tote my iron (Believe that)
Or better yet i hit the hood and grind
In candy paint wipe me down
Red gold on shine
Well I'm a hood rich real nigga
Flyer than ever stunna and Mannie Fresh
We gon get this cheddar (One)