Lyrics

See I came to the club with a 9 on me And you know my dogs gon follow me And if sumn pop off they gon ride with me And we gon tear this mutha fucka down I'm on that liquor bitch I'm bout to whip a bitch I'm on that liquor bitch I'm bout to whip a bitch Young mugs boy I'm sick with this Them L town niggas always on some ignorant shit We tear the club up gold slugged up pop sumn toot sumn roll the bud up That tangueray on the rocks it got me loose in here Plus I mixed it with a lil crunk juice and beer Ok here I go wildin out Hollin bout a nigga run up on me imma knock him out Better watch ya girl cause I'm trying to get behind her In the nearest motel is where ya might find her With 3 or 4 niggas diggin all in her vagina My bad dog I ain't know that's ya baby mama She a freak yo I made her give all of my niggas a peep show I'm cut throat til the meat show Like Soulja slim bartender pour some more of the gin Hustler 1 is in the spot so here we go again See I came to the club with a 9 on me And you know my dogs gon follow me And if something pop off they gon ride with me And we gon tear this muthafucka down I'm on that liquor bitch I'm bout to whip a bitch I'm on that liquor bitch I'm bout to whip a bitch I'm on that liquor bitch Lil daddy keep talking shit man I'm probably gon sneak him After I stomp him with these timbs he gon leave out of here leaking So I jabbed him with the right then I hit him with the left Then I crip walked on his face and I ain't never miss a step You might catch me in the jets with a big bag of flippers in my sweats And a big ole pistol underneath the mitchell & ness Yes I'm fresh like a subway sandwich And I rep for pine st out front and Cambridge So in the back of the club is where we gon be posted We roll deep as the fuck you already know this Fucking round wit us you gon be caught up in some more shit Get yo ass beat up poked up or smoked bitch Where my L town niggas at When it's on we gon get them gats From n.o. To Baton Rouge gon clown for me Jiggalate act a fool tear it down for me See I came to the club with a 9 on me And you know my dogs gon follow me And if sumn pop off they gon ride with me And we gon tear this mutha fucka down I'm on that liquor bitch I'm bout to whip a bitch I'm on that liquor bitch I'm bout to whip a bitch I'm on that liquor bitch Man hold up hold up hold up I know y'all on that alcohol and y'all bucking and shit And y'all probably saying to y'all self man I'mma sneak me a nigga tonight But hold on don't sneak him yet I'm trying to see who representing in this muthafucka So I don't give a fuck where u from nigga when I count to 3 Throw ya muthafuckin sets up high Act like u ain't scared nigga come on 1 2 3 throw ya sets up I don't think you wanna fuck with me When I'm on that gin or that hennessy Cause it just might go down up in the club Nigga that's how it goes down fucking with mugs
Writer(s): Kyle Jackson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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