I Want It

What's up man?

This little B Gizzle

You're number one original hot boy

Ya heard me?

And I got Collipark music

They got me bouncin' with this one here

You could bounce with it

And you could buck with it

And you could roll with it

Ya heard me

My dog, Smurf

I'm telling you did this here

And this that life after cash money world

And I'm gonna bring 'em in my world

I want it

You got it

Don't make me have to

Go in your pocket

'Cause I want it

You got it

Don't make me have to

Go in your pocket

This for my hot boys

And my hot girls

Ride with me

I'ma bring you up in my world

This for my hot boys

And my hot girls

Ride with me

I'ma bring you up in my world

My ghetto pass

Go state to state

I could go in any hood

'Cause I ain't fake

I'll bob my head

I'll stomp my feet

For Soulja Slim, won't you do that, know you clap with me

Say hot girl

Don't play with me

Like Ying Yang, let me see you salt shake for me

I'm on the move

No stopping this

Cash money, move over, I gots this

I'm 'bout to fuck the game up

Just watch this

When it's over

I bet I see a profit

I'm a CEO, I'm a artist too

I'm a hustler, I get work from Florida too

Don't fuck with me

I'll stump you

If you score the right amount

I'll front you

I talk this shit

'Cause I'm 'bout this shit

Ain't now way

I could run away out this shit

I want it

You got it

Don't make me have to

Go in your pockets

I want it

You got it

Don't make me have to

Go in your pockets

This for my hot boys

And my hot girls

Ride with me

I'ma bring you up in my world

This for my hot boys

And my hot girls

Ride with me

I'ma bring you up in my world

I got four old dogs

That's going to jail

I'm taking Keddy

Baby momma that ain't got no bail

I keeps it real

If you real you know

I'm in the game

So I gotta play the game how it go

See where I'm from

They got hoes that grind

On the block all day

Gotta respect they mind

They'll cut you up

They'll mace you too

And they got a baby nine

They'll spray at you

It's eye for eye

I go pound for pound

I'm New Orleans only hope and I'ma hold it down

Either roll with me

When I'm rolling through

Or I guarantee I'm a roll over you

I'm a fool with it

Give me that work

I show you what to do with it

My cousin in seventh grade

Sittin' in the school with it

By seventh period

He through with it

It's chopper city

I want it

You got it

Don't make me have to

Go in your pockets

I want it

You got it

Don't make me have to

Go in your pockets

This for my hot boys

And my hot girls

Ride with me

I'ma bring you up in my world

This for my hot boys

And my hot girls

Ride with me

I'ma bring you up in my world

I represent my dog, Soulja

That's why you can catch me in the Nolia

I'm a gangsta, the streets backing me

I ain't going back to baby, stop asking me

It's C-H-O double P-E-R  C-I-T-Y

****, till the day I die

I'm from the hood

I'm down to earth

When I'm in the streets I be out there head first

I'm on the creep with no sleep

I ain't tryna rest till the enemy six feet

It's game time and I'm ready to play

Gimme my remote

And my remote is my K

I spray with it

I'm from uptown

I gotta stay with it

When we murder, we know how to get away with it

We do our slick

One shot to the head

Is how we slank a bitch

I want it

You got it

Don't make me have to

Go in your pockets

I want it

You got it

Don't make me have to

Go in your pockets

This for my hot boys

And my hot girls

Ride with me

I'ma bring you up in my world

This for my hot boys

And my hot girls

Ride with me

I'ma bring you up in my world