Shawty Lo - Tell Em That lyrics
[Shawty Lo - Tell Em That lyrics]
Nigga crank that shit up nigga
Nigga I’m flexing ok, ok ok
Ok ok, ok ok
Run tell ‘em that, run tell ‘em that
Run tell ‘em that, run tell ‘em that
Shawty back
Now tell ‘em that, now tell ‘em that
Now tell ‘em that, now tell ‘em that
And I let them things go like a quarterback
Peyton Manning, Mike Vick
Eli, I do this shit
Now tell ‘em that, now tell ‘em that
I let them things go like a quarterback
What’s ha’nen-nin? Say what’s the word?
Up through this bitch i got the birds
Who fly as me? Only one man might can be
She O-D, I’m B-O-G b-IG, D-O-G
I like my girl she like girls
Anything said behind my back
Considered fightin’ words
I got your lady, turned you to a hater nigga
You can start a war
It won’t end in your favor nigga
On my bullshit, Rosé by the cases
She might be bad to you, but to me she basic
Old money, new money, my money ageless
Big face, small face, just taste it
Run tell ‘em that, run tell ‘em that
Run tell ‘em that, run tell ‘em that
Shawty back
Now tell ‘em that, now tell ‘em that
Now tell ‘em that, now tell ‘em that
And I let them things go like a quarterback
Peyton Manning, Mike Vick
Eli, I do this shit
Now tell ‘em that, now tell ‘em that
I let them things go like a quarterback
There might be a Chevy on the block twerking
Twenty-four seven, we don’t stop serving
Rosé spilling, we never stop swerving
Got that raw Kelly bunny
And she not a virgin
House on the hills, Kelly cosign
I go to jail, Kelly bail me out in no time
Got a white girl fetish
Keep me in the streets and
My side hoes jealous
Tell me what you want but
You niggas know the truth
Getting money in the hood
Growing while I’m in the booth
If her ass come back then you
Know we got a winner
Throw Kelly in the pot now
She got a twin sister
Run tell ‘em that, run tell ‘em that
Run tell ‘em that, run tell ‘em that
Shawty back
Now tell ‘em that, now tell ‘em that
Now tell ‘em that, now tell ‘em that
And I let them things go like a quarterback
Peyton Manning, Mike Vick
Eli, I do this shit
Now tell ‘em that, now tell ‘em that
I let them things go like a quarterback
Nigga I’m flexing ok, ok ok
Ok ok, ok ok
Run tell ‘em that, run tell ‘em that
Run tell ‘em that, run tell ‘em that
Shawty back
Now tell ‘em that, now tell ‘em that
Now tell ‘em that, now tell ‘em that
And I let them things go like a quarterback
Peyton Manning, Mike Vick
Eli, I do this shit
Now tell ‘em that, now tell ‘em that
I let them things go like a quarterback
What’s ha’nen-nin? Say what’s the word?
Up through this bitch i got the birds
Who fly as me? Only one man might can be
She O-D, I’m B-O-G b-IG, D-O-G
I like my girl she like girls
Anything said behind my back
Considered fightin’ words
I got your lady, turned you to a hater nigga
You can start a war
It won’t end in your favor nigga
On my bullshit, Rosé by the cases
She might be bad to you, but to me she basic
Old money, new money, my money ageless
Big face, small face, just taste it
Run tell ‘em that, run tell ‘em that
Run tell ‘em that, run tell ‘em that
Shawty back
Now tell ‘em that, now tell ‘em that
Now tell ‘em that, now tell ‘em that
And I let them things go like a quarterback
Peyton Manning, Mike Vick
Eli, I do this shit
Now tell ‘em that, now tell ‘em that
I let them things go like a quarterback
There might be a Chevy on the block twerking
Twenty-four seven, we don’t stop serving
Rosé spilling, we never stop swerving
Got that raw Kelly bunny
And she not a virgin
House on the hills, Kelly cosign
I go to jail, Kelly bail me out in no time
Got a white girl fetish
Keep me in the streets and
My side hoes jealous
Tell me what you want but
You niggas know the truth
Getting money in the hood
Growing while I’m in the booth
If her ass come back then you
Know we got a winner
Throw Kelly in the pot now
She got a twin sister
Run tell ‘em that, run tell ‘em that
Run tell ‘em that, run tell ‘em that
Shawty back
Now tell ‘em that, now tell ‘em that
Now tell ‘em that, now tell ‘em that
And I let them things go like a quarterback
Peyton Manning, Mike Vick
Eli, I do this shit
Now tell ‘em that, now tell ‘em that
I let them things go like a quarterback