Lyrics
[All my niggas breathe in
*inhale*
All my niggas breathe out
Aghhh
Let's go let's groove
We ain't got time to be standing on the wall looking all cool and shit nigga
It's your time to get off that motherfucka'
It's your time to dance
I call this: audible liberation]
Yuh (Yvng MC aye)
Okay
You ever got your makeup did and then got fucked after?
I have, got pampered up then hit them guts after
Gut smasher, my life like a movie this the monk chapter
That run it up chapter, living get me bucks faster
SK's and Mac 11 bullets make em run faster
I bump so much white girl music you would think I love crackers
I'm independent as the fuck I'm not a dumb rapper
I never made a girl not nut I'm the tongue master
I ain't gon' tell 'em two times I'm not that one nigga
Put creatine up in my pockets watch em grow big
.45ths hit like my catalogue them bitches don't miss
Fuck the opps them niggas dissing ain't been on shit
Nigga mad at me?
Fuck PD, he a broke bitch
You do not slang cock if you gon use it on a gross bitch
All the pretty hoes love MC
Fuck who don't bitch
Yeah so fuck who don't bitch (fuck em!)
Yeah I'm bout my evolution
Niggas see me coming up and tryna get included
I feel like I'm Jesus if he rapped and then made nigga music (what the fuck?)
Cause all I do is love bitch we could get into it
All you niggas suck but I don't, so this the best solution
She like "mc you can't pull my strings" but shit could get acoustic
I do not sip liquor baby, I just sip on hella juices
I got you off with this head, like it's execution
You ever got your makeup did and then got fucked after?
I have, got pampered up then hit them guts after
Gut smasher, my life like a movie this the monk chapter
That run it up chapter, living get me bucks faster
SK's and Mac 11 bullets make 'em run faster
I bump so much white girl music you would think I love crackers