wOaH
Dance dance
Ain't taking the chance
Not shooting a shot
And not giving a drop
My pants pants
They waiting pop
Been hanging wit blood
Like we waiting to clot
Damn damn
Im litty I'm hot
I'm bouta start asking
Wassup wit the drop?
I start to put caskets
On all of my chops
This crud imma grow
Imma sell it in shops
Stale stale
Wait to exhale
Trigger then bolt
Put the rest on the scale
Apolis colt
No Chevrolet Volt
I'm bouta blow can't you tell
What is that smell?
That is my feat
Cause you been defeat
My nigga farewell
Im bouta sell
Out
Venus
In
Every country you can spell
Major excel
Niggas keep running and ducking
They fleeing and tucking they tail
I can post bail
In case it happens
That I just happen to book yo trip
Early to hell
You just been saved by the bell
You just been played by a L
I just got free from a cell
Gas me no shell
I divvy this water straight to the well
She don't know me well
Nigga oh well
i gotta do big
You goof
You pig
BS I repel
Wave my wand
And then I cook up a spell
Drop me a bomb
And I lift up and propel
Mmmm
(What else is there I can say?)
Ain't taking the chance
Not shooting a shot
And not giving a drop
My pants pants
They waiting pop
Been hanging wit blood
Like we waiting to clot
Damn damn
Im litty I'm hot
I'm bouta start asking
Wassup wit the drop?
I start to put caskets
On all of my chops
This crud imma grow
Imma sell it in shops
Stale stale
Wait to exhale
Trigger then bolt
Put the rest on the scale
Apolis colt
No Chevrolet Volt
I'm bouta blow can't you tell
What is that smell?
That is my feat
Cause you been defeat
My nigga farewell
Im bouta sell
Out
Venus
In
Every country you can spell
Major excel
Niggas keep running and ducking
They fleeing and tucking they tail
I can post bail
In case it happens
That I just happen to book yo trip
Early to hell
You just been saved by the bell
You just been played by a L
I just got free from a cell
Gas me no shell
I divvy this water straight to the well
She don't know me well
Nigga oh well
i gotta do big
You goof
You pig
BS I repel
Wave my wand
And then I cook up a spell
Drop me a bomb
And I lift up and propel
Mmmm
(What else is there I can say?)
Credits
Writer(s): Randy Jackson
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