[Intro]
Ah yeah, y'all know what time it is
Tear the club up boys back up in this motherfucker
Y'all know what time it is, we gettin' it crunk for the motherfuckin' '97'
Biiootch
Y'all can't handle this motherfuckin' shit
It's on for the '97 motherfucker
Nine nickel in two pennies
Ain't no toms was a nigga words clearly biiootch
We finna do this motherfuckin' shit like thiis...
[Verse 1: Koopsta Knicca]
I ain't rollin' Ox and Vogues, chrome and gold I'm lookin' for
Bustin' through them club doors with the skimask on you funky hoes
Woodgrain Chevy thangs, Buicks with them boomerangs
'Burban with that fresh paint gleemin' with that clear mane
I ain't playin', I'm insane, gon' get you with that killin'
Murder, death, kill now I'm flexin' in your lexus
Stress me if you wanna, gonna follow around the corner
Then I holler at ya woman, turn the volume way up on ya
Foolish ass punk, makin' noise in my trunk
Tryin' to get his ass hurt, I'm in them curbs and them speed bumps
Thump, thump, thump, finna get him, can you feel me
Three from my pump, finna blast him and I mean it
Itchin' for a killin' nigga for a killin' mon
Didn't want to hit 'em but that bitch kept playin' with mine
As I tried to stop'em, but he kept on runnin' low
So I kicked him in my trunk before he got to the door
Ah yeah, y'all know what time it is
Tear the club up boys back up in this motherfucker
Y'all know what time it is, we gettin' it crunk for the motherfuckin' '97'
Biiootch
Y'all can't handle this motherfuckin' shit
It's on for the '97 motherfucker
Nine nickel in two pennies
Ain't no toms was a nigga words clearly biiootch
We finna do this motherfuckin' shit like thiis...
[Verse 1: Koopsta Knicca]
I ain't rollin' Ox and Vogues, chrome and gold I'm lookin' for
Bustin' through them club doors with the skimask on you funky hoes
Woodgrain Chevy thangs, Buicks with them boomerangs
'Burban with that fresh paint gleemin' with that clear mane
I ain't playin', I'm insane, gon' get you with that killin'
Murder, death, kill now I'm flexin' in your lexus
Stress me if you wanna, gonna follow around the corner
Then I holler at ya woman, turn the volume way up on ya
Foolish ass punk, makin' noise in my trunk
Tryin' to get his ass hurt, I'm in them curbs and them speed bumps
Thump, thump, thump, finna get him, can you feel me
Three from my pump, finna blast him and I mean it
Itchin' for a killin' nigga for a killin' mon
Didn't want to hit 'em but that bitch kept playin' with mine
As I tried to stop'em, but he kept on runnin' low
So I kicked him in my trunk before he got to the door
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