Push
C'mon Shorty stay push, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon push it's almost there
One more time, c'mon
C'mon push baby, one more time
Harder harder, push harder
Push, push, c'mon
One more time, here it goes
I see the head
Yeah c'mon
YEAH YEAHHHH
You did it baby, yeah
the hibby, the hibby dibby hip hop and ya don't stop
Rock it out baby bubba, to the boogedy bang bang
The boogey to the boogedy beat
Now what you hear is not a test, I'm rappin, to the beat
God damnit, what the fuck are you doin
You can't control that god damn boy What
I just saw Ms Jersey, he told me he caught the
motherfuckin boy and chopped him
Get your black ass off
You can't control the god, I don't know
what the fuck to do with that boy
What the fuck do you, whatta you do
If if you can't fuckin control him
All you fuckin do is bitch at me
Bitch, what I say, I'ma send his motherfuckin ass
to a group home goddamnit, what
I'll smack the shit outta you bitch
Take your black ass, the fuck outta here
otherfucker, you are fuckin up
Comin in here, smellin like pile of shit, dumb motherfucker
Gizmo's cuttin, up for the
Suckers that's, down with me
What nigga you wanna rob them motherfuckin trains you crazy
Yes, yes, motherfucker, motherfuckin right, nigga yes
Nigga what the fuck nigga We gonna get
Nigga it's eighty seven nigga, is you dead broke
Yeah nigga but, but
Motherfucker is you broke motherfucker
We need to get some motherfuckin paper nigga
Yeah but nigga it's a train ain't nobody robbed no motherfuckin train
Just listen man, your mother givin you money nigga
My moms don't give me shit nigga, it's time to get paid nigga
is you wit me Motherfuck is you wit me
Yeah I'm wit you nigga c'mon
Alright then nigga lets make it happen then
All you motherfuckers get on the fuckin floor *blam blam*
Get on the motherfuckin floor
Chill, give me all your motherfuckin money
And don't move nigga
Give me all your motherfuckin money, I want the jewelry
Give me every fuckin thing
Nigga I'd shut the fuck up or I'ma blow your motherfuckin brains out
Nigga, give me your jewerly, give me your wallet
Fuck you bitch, get up off that shit
What the fuck you holdin on to that shit for bitch
Open C 74, Smalls
Mr Smalls, let me walk you to the door
So how does it feel leavin us
C'mon man, what kind of fuckin question is that man
Tryin to get the fuck up out this joint dog
Yeah, yeah, you'll be back
You niggaz always are
Go head man, what the fuck is you hollerin about
You won't see me up in this motherfucker no mroe
We'll see
I got big plans nigga, big plans, hahahahaha