Ready To Rumble
(Mamma, Fat Dawg in there cooking up that dope again)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(What)
I'm countin' up hunnids, I'm straight out the jungle, my diamonds be shinin' when I hit the Spot
My girl a rider, we buyin' designer, this money so old think it's starting to rot
When you hop in this whip, don't slam my door
I ain't wearing no cape, won't save no hoe
Put suicide doors on the brand new coupe, when they both go up it's like a field goal Post
Grippin' on the glock while she suckin' me up
Incase this thot try settin' me up
Hit it from the back tell her pick her knees up
I be with the squad throwing big B's up
Niggas just mad cause they can't keep up
I be droppin' cash better put that lease up
Scary ass nigga threw the peace flag up
One to his head he ain't gettin' back up
Bitch give me some head I'm tryna learn somthin'
And roll my brudda some weed he tryna burn somthin'
This beat so butter I'm tryna churn somthin'
I only hang around people that I can learn from
Out of all my bros I'm probably the worst one
These other lames wouldn't shoot out with a nerf gun
So player that I could probably fuck a Church Nun
Bitch you betta buckle up I'm finna swerve somthin'
Vroom, vroom, vroom nigga what it do
Click, clack, boom you ain't bullet proof
I'll kick a bitch out tell her toodaloo
I got different color rings no fruity loops
And I'm quick to let it go you need to watch it dawg
You ain't never kick a door you need to knock it off
Gotta have two cups when I'm pourin' up
Ops know what I bang cause I throw it up
I'm counting up hunnids, I'm straight out the jungle, put me in the game bitch I'm ready to Rumble
I'm focused and ready, this AR is heavy, I'm holdin' it steady my vision is tunnel
I poured up a double now Im seeing double
My bitch is bad so she always in trouble
If aint about hunnids it aint no discussion,
I came up from nothing its hard to be humble
It's eat or be eating
Niggas hate for no reason, fuck em' I won't be defeated, Just walked out of Nemans
So many bags in my hands that my mufuckin' fingers is bleeding
I can't believe it
All these wack ass rappers gettin' signed, the industry tweeking
I'll put this mufuckin' bat to his face with my leather jacket, bitch I feel like I'm Neagan, I Leave em' leaking
Fuck boy don't want smoke, pussy nigga know what i tote
This 40 is steaming
She giving brain like a pro so as soon as I cum to my senses this bitch know I'm leavin'
All of my niggas is heathens, sippin' lean got me leanin'
Me and my bro's stick together like
Penguins
I feel like MJ with the sequins
Fuck a record deal, I'm havin' ownership
You know what's goin when you hear that motor tick
Niggas be scammin', to me that's some bogus shit
I was hitting real licks way before Covid hit
I bet it all I ain't talking bout poker chips
You get locked up and start singing like vocalist
You fell in love boy I don't even know the bitch
(Hahahaha) Haha, aye
I'm counting up hunnids, I'm straight out the jungle, just look at the diamonds that shine Off My chain
I will not fumble, I'm ready to rumble, I'm fucking this bitch and I don't know her name
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
No I don't know her name
I don't know don't know don't know don't know her
Damn, bitch what is your name?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(What)
I'm countin' up hunnids, I'm straight out the jungle, my diamonds be shinin' when I hit the Spot
My girl a rider, we buyin' designer, this money so old think it's starting to rot
When you hop in this whip, don't slam my door
I ain't wearing no cape, won't save no hoe
Put suicide doors on the brand new coupe, when they both go up it's like a field goal Post
Grippin' on the glock while she suckin' me up
Incase this thot try settin' me up
Hit it from the back tell her pick her knees up
I be with the squad throwing big B's up
Niggas just mad cause they can't keep up
I be droppin' cash better put that lease up
Scary ass nigga threw the peace flag up
One to his head he ain't gettin' back up
Bitch give me some head I'm tryna learn somthin'
And roll my brudda some weed he tryna burn somthin'
This beat so butter I'm tryna churn somthin'
I only hang around people that I can learn from
Out of all my bros I'm probably the worst one
These other lames wouldn't shoot out with a nerf gun
So player that I could probably fuck a Church Nun
Bitch you betta buckle up I'm finna swerve somthin'
Vroom, vroom, vroom nigga what it do
Click, clack, boom you ain't bullet proof
I'll kick a bitch out tell her toodaloo
I got different color rings no fruity loops
And I'm quick to let it go you need to watch it dawg
You ain't never kick a door you need to knock it off
Gotta have two cups when I'm pourin' up
Ops know what I bang cause I throw it up
I'm counting up hunnids, I'm straight out the jungle, put me in the game bitch I'm ready to Rumble
I'm focused and ready, this AR is heavy, I'm holdin' it steady my vision is tunnel
I poured up a double now Im seeing double
My bitch is bad so she always in trouble
If aint about hunnids it aint no discussion,
I came up from nothing its hard to be humble
It's eat or be eating
Niggas hate for no reason, fuck em' I won't be defeated, Just walked out of Nemans
So many bags in my hands that my mufuckin' fingers is bleeding
I can't believe it
All these wack ass rappers gettin' signed, the industry tweeking
I'll put this mufuckin' bat to his face with my leather jacket, bitch I feel like I'm Neagan, I Leave em' leaking
Fuck boy don't want smoke, pussy nigga know what i tote
This 40 is steaming
She giving brain like a pro so as soon as I cum to my senses this bitch know I'm leavin'
All of my niggas is heathens, sippin' lean got me leanin'
Me and my bro's stick together like
Penguins
I feel like MJ with the sequins
Fuck a record deal, I'm havin' ownership
You know what's goin when you hear that motor tick
Niggas be scammin', to me that's some bogus shit
I was hitting real licks way before Covid hit
I bet it all I ain't talking bout poker chips
You get locked up and start singing like vocalist
You fell in love boy I don't even know the bitch
(Hahahaha) Haha, aye
I'm counting up hunnids, I'm straight out the jungle, just look at the diamonds that shine Off My chain
I will not fumble, I'm ready to rumble, I'm fucking this bitch and I don't know her name
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
No I don't know her name
I don't know don't know don't know don't know her
Damn, bitch what is your name?
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Shuffler
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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