Boy, you could cock up your pill I'll Whip Your Head Boy, your ass could get killed I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you know i will I'll Whip Your Head Boy
drop no frontin drama bet the llama quick feed ya benigghana im jewelry bentley driver only beauty queen saliva i dont date i dont bother i will whoop ya like ya
I be thuggin' boy Portland to Oakland (They love ya boy) Akron to Cleveland (They love ya boy) KC to ([Unverified], they love ya boy) 'Cuz every city
quiero Ser el que tu llamas! Ya no llores nina no Te pares let me love you (let me love you ) Sigue adelante Quiero amarte Let me love you (let me love you ) Ya
(First we) fuck bitches, (then we) get money x4 (then we) fuck bitches, (but first we) get money x4 spend money like it grow on trees that's why my
shake it all about you lean wit it rock wit it, dancing all about everybody walk it out. Put ya, put ya, put ya left foot in, put ya right foot out, put ya
[Intro: City Boy] Like this! [Chorus: City Boy] Shawty whats your number?! (Number, number..) Can I get that from ya?! (From ya, from ya...) You hot
Por que tu lloras everytime i think about it a mi me rosa el tono de tu voz a mi me controla the way yo want it, i got, come and get it, get it started
thuggin boy Portland to Oakland (they love ya boy) Akron to Cleveland (they love ya boy) KC to [?] (they love ya boy) Cuz everycity that I go I be thuggin
' Spitful, Delightful, Iful The New Ice Cube Plus My Guns They Rock Mics Too So What's Good? Is You Crip? Or You Blood? Somebody Call Khaled Tell Em' "Ya Boy
do that until the Reaper come for me, Call me Ya Boy cause erbody love me, Just in case you forgot bring the hook back for me, I'm (going) (Chorus) Ya Boy
of the purp And for the right price, come around to the turf We don't keep tucked outside with the work I strap it on a bitch make her fly with the work Ya boy
holla at ya boy... (ha) holla at ya boy... (ha) holla at ya boy You ain't gotta shop around Ha holla at ya boy... (ha) holla at ya boy... (ha) holla at
ya hooked up to mo' wires then a back of a computa BITCH! [Cyssero: talkin'] Ya Boy! (Yeah) it's my turn now mayne This was tha mothafucka virus (Aye Ya Boy
Ya Boy:] Hey Mama Ya Boy Gettin Paid Mama Remember, It Didnt Used To Be This Way Mama But Look, Ya Son Drivin Escalade's Mama And After Them Shows Ya
then a parot Hundred thousand dollar chain Brain brighter than the carat I'm ahead of ya'll No breaks on the boy wheels The difference between me and you is ya boy
Ice Im That Nice Ask Ya Lil Brother Ask Any Rapper Thats Been On The Source Or Xxl Cover Theyll Tell You Im Nothing Less Than The Truth And Tell You Ya Boy
pay believe, I flip like a switchblade Theres no hope for ya When I put the scope on ya Take ya lid off like a fuckin can opener Gangsta gangsta, Ya Boy