On Fiya

Let's go

This what I needed right here

Some of that real down south music

You know, all the way from the midwest

All the way down south

I'm callin out all my niggas man

If you ridin out them 26's

Sittin on chrome, wet paint

Tricked out, go ahead and pull it out man

This what it's all about right here

Uh, yeah, you know what this is

LB, dub, gang, let's go!

Now catch me ridin through the streets, hat low

You can feel my bass bumpin out my cherry six-fo'

Cruisin at about sixty, just to let my hair blow

If you know me then you know, I'm about my dough

I'm ridin on spinners so you know they gon' chop

I'ma stay on top and it ain't gon' stop

When it come to competition man I blow em out the box

Bow Wow the boy so fresh, so fly

I been makin money so my bank on swoll

Hottest thing out since I was five years old

Every time I do a show, you know it's sold out

Anytime I'm in your city I'ma shut that thang down

I'm far from a lame just to let you suckers know

I'ma show you how I stunt, with them suicide doors

And you know that I'm a pimp, if you didn't now you know

If your chick lookin at me please believe she gon' go

Now when I walk up in the club, I'm lookin so fly

I got 26's on me sittin on the ride

Wanna talk about girls, I got 'em on the side

When it comes to this rap thing man I'm on fire

When I walk up in the club, I'm lookin so fly

I got 26's on me sittin on the ride

Wanna talk about girls, I got 'em on the side

When it comes to this rap thing man I'm on fire

Now, now, I'm known from hood to hood, town to town

Ask around man, they all know how I gets down

I got my game goin, I got my grill showin

Man I'm a big big baller and I love to flaunt it

I got a all red magnum, chicks yeah I'm baggin em

Collectin all kind of checks, and you know I'm cashin em

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