Rehab - Let 'Em Know lyrics
[Rehab - Let 'Em Know lyrics]
Hey you guys hey you guys
Chic-a chic-a dobe dobe dobe dobe
All the children went to heaven
Won't be back 'til ten after eleven
Are you ready (ready) are you ready (ready)
First there was the weed sack
Coppin' and chillin'
Then came the cocaine, robbin' and stealin'
(stealin') i said I dropped more
Pounds then maternity wards
And got the gold chain from
The gudda awards Yup!
We like that trunk knockin'
Roll by them ladies jockin'
We blazing up the bad
We got them baggies in our pockets
Y'all know we drinking somethin'
We know your thinking somethin'
Making your windows rattle
Turn the corner hear me comin'
Let'em know that you ain't nothing
To be messed with
Bring the fire every time get
That money don't quit
Grind off shine off make it happen
Get it get it lives large come hard
If you gonna spit it, spit it
I rocked the living room the
First day I started walkin'
Was rhyming spitting flames the first
Day I started talkin' had the class and the
Teacher bouncing in kindergarten
Then I slapped her on her ass
She said I beg your pardon
I said get get get get get it girl
One of these days I'm gonna rock the world
Just give me a crayon and give me an A on
Everything I do with a ground to play on
We're on a whole 'nother
No love for under covers
I had you suckered since I
Busted out my father's rubber
Give me ball caps and sneakers
Fresh in some jeans and t-shirt
Still got them children dance
Looking like they having seizures
Kiss my acrobat my soda crack
My B-u-t-t-y butty whack yo ma', yo pa
Yo gritty granny with her hose in a panty
And a big behind like Frankenstein rock
The beat down Sesame Street
It's your turn know let's get it on
Rock that thing 'til the break of dawn
Chic-a chic-a dobe dobe dobe dobe
All the children went to heaven
Won't be back 'til ten after eleven
Are you ready (ready) are you ready (ready)
First there was the weed sack
Coppin' and chillin'
Then came the cocaine, robbin' and stealin'
(stealin') i said I dropped more
Pounds then maternity wards
And got the gold chain from
The gudda awards Yup!
We like that trunk knockin'
Roll by them ladies jockin'
We blazing up the bad
We got them baggies in our pockets
Y'all know we drinking somethin'
We know your thinking somethin'
Making your windows rattle
Turn the corner hear me comin'
Let'em know that you ain't nothing
To be messed with
Bring the fire every time get
That money don't quit
Grind off shine off make it happen
Get it get it lives large come hard
If you gonna spit it, spit it
I rocked the living room the
First day I started walkin'
Was rhyming spitting flames the first
Day I started talkin' had the class and the
Teacher bouncing in kindergarten
Then I slapped her on her ass
She said I beg your pardon
I said get get get get get it girl
One of these days I'm gonna rock the world
Just give me a crayon and give me an A on
Everything I do with a ground to play on
We're on a whole 'nother
No love for under covers
I had you suckered since I
Busted out my father's rubber
Give me ball caps and sneakers
Fresh in some jeans and t-shirt
Still got them children dance
Looking like they having seizures
Kiss my acrobat my soda crack
My B-u-t-t-y butty whack yo ma', yo pa
Yo gritty granny with her hose in a panty
And a big behind like Frankenstein rock
The beat down Sesame Street
It's your turn know let's get it on
Rock that thing 'til the break of dawn