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Lil Poppa - Untamed (Feat. Boosie & Webbie) [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Poppa
Lil Poppa
Vocals
Boosie Badazz
Boosie Badazz
Vocals
Webbie
Webbie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Janarious Wheeler
Janarious Wheeler
Lyrics
Luke Davies
Luke Davies
Composer
Robert Adrian Smorra
Robert Adrian Smorra
Composer
Simone Di Franco
Simone Di Franco
Composer
Torrence Hatch Jr.
Torrence Hatch Jr.
Lyrics
Webster Gradney, Jr.
Webster Gradney, Jr.
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Draka
Draka
Producer
Simo Fre
Simo Fre
Producer
Sir Luke
Sir Luke
Producer
Rich Keller
Rich Keller
Mixing Engineer
Earl "Sir Excellent Ejay" Washington
Earl "Sir Excellent Ejay" Washington
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, Rye, you know you my nigga right, haha Mmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, they say you don't gotta come to you with no fancy presents and all that shit, haha Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, you know it's somethin' on my heart Yeah, I'ma tell you what's on my heart, haha Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, can you talk back to me? I'm just sayin', man, please be alright with me 'Cause this is my life Somethin' wrong and I mean that, haha Ayy, BK, watch how I kill this bitch Lord, I don't know why, please If I'm runnin', Lord, forgive me Mm, yeah, right now I'm headed (Mm, let's go) It feel like evening time in Jacksonville (Mm) The sun startin' to go down, the police startin' to come out (Mm, mm) Shit gettin' hot (Let's go, mm) I just watched my brother sеll a hundred rocks (Woo, woo, mm, mm) I guess he good today, wе ain't gotta be on the clock (Woo, woo) Right now we leavin' the East, headed to the South to make a pop (Mm, woo, mm) Whatever it takes to make it to the top Go 'head and put me on your wall of shame I know you lookin' for someone to blame (Lookin' for me to blame, bitch) But you know respect due to all, even a dog, and bitch, I'm a man (And bitch, I'm a man) So imagine what I'm down to do to y'all, you go against the grain (You go against the grain) Before Desi died, you should've seen how Desi came (Should've seen it) That's why I don't know why they think it's sweet to speak on Desi name (No, it ain't sweet at all) Summertime, I'm back on Evergreen, eatin' sugarcane (Eatin' sugarcane) Yeah, I'm wildin' free I ain't your average teen, nigga, I seen everything (Yeah, I seen everything) I just my lil' niggas out the cabinet, let him see every strain (Let him see it all) Told me he'll take the risk to make the world ours, just put him on a plane (Put him on the plane) I hate I ever got these fuckin' powers, this shit so fuckin' lame (I hate I ever got these powers) They just call me with their problems and tell me, "Drop everything" They say, "That young nigga untamed" (That nigga untamed) It ain't even me, you better watch the ones around me (You better watch the ones around me) Be a hundred million up, I swear I won't change (I swear I won't change) Even though shit'll never be the same, leave me where you found me (Leave me where you found me) I watched my brother feed his family off of cocaine (Ayy, off of cocaine, 'caine) Tryna reach kingpin status, they ain't want a crown (They ain't want a crown) Whoever said the rap game was like the dope game? (Was like the dope game, yeah), them niggas lied Still givin' up if I try (If I try) Boosie, just tried to rap, these niggas try to slay me This real shit blew me off the map and made these niggas angry So they untamed me to a beast, who trigger finger tingle Got more hats than I got fingers, moms and pops in the kitchen, Ike and Tina Can you help me? (Lord) These niggas out off the porch been actin' funny since I'm wealthy (Lord) And it made my heart selfish Plus the hand God done dealt me, it been heavy Hocus Pocus type shit How did I end up goin' to war with all these jokers like this? Two at the foot, three at the bed, lil' cuz peed in the bed Haircuts, we used to get the same parts in our head Pardon me, fed, I'm just tryna survive in the game Refusin' to change, we respect, put on Boosie 'nem name, gangster They say, "That young nigga untamed" (They say, "That young nigga untamed") It ain't even me, you better watch the ones around me Be a hundred million up, I swear I won't change (I swear I won't change, I won't change) Even though shit'll never be the same, leave me where you found me I watched my brother feed his family off of cocaine (Ayy, off of cocaine, 'caine, good luck) Tryna reach kingpin status (Sweet, nah), they ain't want a crown (They ain't want a crown, ha) Whoever said the rap game was like the dope game? (Was like the dope game, yeah, it been up), them niggas lied (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Still givin' up if I try (If I try) A couple Ms up, but still nothin' ain't changed (Changed) I'll knock you out your brain while you takin' off your chain (Takin' off your chain) Still chasin' skrilla, bad bitches blowin' killer (Killer, killer) Name a nigga realer, for real, it get know for realer I made Trill Young Savage (Savage), kingpin status (Status) When it come to love (Nope), think I'm never gettin' married Baggin', actin', rappin' on the track and Walkin' right up on you, leave you layin' on your backend The days, when they was killin' niggas for they Js I was packin' clips, stackin' chips like Lays (Like Lays) Bitches like Jada, I always had haters Watch them ones around you, I'll see your ass later They say, "That young nigga untamed" (That nigga untamed) It ain't even me, you better watch the ones around me (You better watch the ones around me) Be a hundred million up, I swear I won't change (I swear I won't change) Even though shit'll never be the same, leave me where you found me (Leave me where you found me) I watched my brother feed his family off of cocaine (Ayy, off of cocaine, 'caine) Tryna reach kingpin status, they ain't want a crown (They ain't want a crown) Whoever said the rap game was like the dope game? (Was like the dope game, yeah), them niggas lied Still givin' up if I try (If I try, givin' up if I try, still givin' up if I try) Duval, that real shit It's the Duval, that real shit It's the Duval, that real shit Understood shit, wish you would shit
Writer(s): Torence Hatch, Webster Gradney, Janarious Wheeler, Simone Di Franco, Robert Adrian Smorra, Luke Davies Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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