Blackout
HMMMMMM
Woah
I been out here chilling with the bro's
I can tell you what you want to know
Baby pay attention
Just stay focus
I know you want this
So please
Don't you say you not the one for me
I can get you anything you need
We been out here getting lit for weeks
I know you want this so
Woah
I say woah when I mess with these hoes
I say woah when I'm getting this doah
I can't let non these niggas get close
Let my boy shoot her down
Give her a rose
I am the kid from the Bronx
I cannot fuck with these thots
I am the chef with the pot
I am the chef with the pot yeah
Run around with the muscle
Your boy don't even want to tussle
Run the game like a huddle
Cause I'm always on my hustle
Singing niggas just rebuddle
Girls coming in a bundle
Take your sister and your girl
Yeah I call that a double
All these niggas want to rumble
Like we in the fucking jungle
I put my music in the clouds
She drop her panties like woah
Woah
I been out here chilling with the bro's
I can tell you what you want to know
Baby pay attention
Just stay focus
I know you want this
So please
Don't you say you not the one for me
I can get you anything you need
We been out here getting lit for weeks
I know you want this so
Woah
9-Five
Running around Nelly
Like a pack of rams
Blaze the budda
Never had to pack a gram
But I knew a couple plugs for the back up plan
Ever since I was a youngin
I'm High
Bumping outiside
Running friends ride up
Roll up
Something twelve ride up
We don't know nothing
Smeck buzzing
What's good cousin
Hit the ground
With my feet running
Cousin hit the ground with my feet running
Ah
Chill, fly, fellow
From the avenue
I seen early what the cash could do
By highschool
Seen a rack or two
Doing one hundred miles
When I'm passing you
Dead pres when I'm passing thru
She boss down when I ask her to
Uh
Get down like after school
Uh
Dive deep get them hips to move
Uh
Getting down to your hips grove
Uh
I need them Black and Hispanic
I'm back and I'm popping lil mama
Don't panic
I'm living life
Just how I planned it
From whole different planet
Some of your just can't stand it
Well
Go shawty go and take a seat than
I'm go ahead push delete than
And put the cloud on 9-Five
To high to hear you speaking
I'm peaking
Woah
I been out here chilling with the bro's
I can tell you what you want to know
Baby pay attention
Just stay focus
I know you want this
So please
Don't you say you not the one for me
I can get you anything you need
We been out here getting lit for weeks
I know you want this so
Woah
Woah
I been out here chilling with the bro's
I can tell you what you want to know
Baby pay attention
Just stay focus
I know you want this
So please
Don't you say you not the one for me
I can get you anything you need
We been out here getting lit for weeks
I know you want this so
Woah
I say woah when I mess with these hoes
I say woah when I'm getting this doah
I can't let non these niggas get close
Let my boy shoot her down
Give her a rose
I am the kid from the Bronx
I cannot fuck with these thots
I am the chef with the pot
I am the chef with the pot yeah
Run around with the muscle
Your boy don't even want to tussle
Run the game like a huddle
Cause I'm always on my hustle
Singing niggas just rebuddle
Girls coming in a bundle
Take your sister and your girl
Yeah I call that a double
All these niggas want to rumble
Like we in the fucking jungle
I put my music in the clouds
She drop her panties like woah
Woah
I been out here chilling with the bro's
I can tell you what you want to know
Baby pay attention
Just stay focus
I know you want this
So please
Don't you say you not the one for me
I can get you anything you need
We been out here getting lit for weeks
I know you want this so
Woah
9-Five
Running around Nelly
Like a pack of rams
Blaze the budda
Never had to pack a gram
But I knew a couple plugs for the back up plan
Ever since I was a youngin
I'm High
Bumping outiside
Running friends ride up
Roll up
Something twelve ride up
We don't know nothing
Smeck buzzing
What's good cousin
Hit the ground
With my feet running
Cousin hit the ground with my feet running
Ah
Chill, fly, fellow
From the avenue
I seen early what the cash could do
By highschool
Seen a rack or two
Doing one hundred miles
When I'm passing you
Dead pres when I'm passing thru
She boss down when I ask her to
Uh
Get down like after school
Uh
Dive deep get them hips to move
Uh
Getting down to your hips grove
Uh
I need them Black and Hispanic
I'm back and I'm popping lil mama
Don't panic
I'm living life
Just how I planned it
From whole different planet
Some of your just can't stand it
Well
Go shawty go and take a seat than
I'm go ahead push delete than
And put the cloud on 9-Five
To high to hear you speaking
I'm peaking
Woah
I been out here chilling with the bro's
I can tell you what you want to know
Baby pay attention
Just stay focus
I know you want this
So please
Don't you say you not the one for me
I can get you anything you need
We been out here getting lit for weeks
I know you want this so
Woah
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Writer(s): Robert Castillo
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