Fight Night Remix Plies

[Intro]
If you know me know this ain't my feng shui
Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume
Talking crazy, I pull up andele
R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate

Public Service Announcement
Where all my rich niggas at man?
MIGO!

[Hook: Takeoff]
Broke niggas stand to the left
My rich niggas stand to the right
Lil' mamma, she keep looking at me (lil' mama!)
Im'a knock the pussy out like fight night
Hit it with the left, hit with the right
Im'a knock the pussy out like fight night
Beat it with the left, beat it with the right
Im'a knock the pussy out like fight night

[Verse 1: Plies]
Nigga I walked up in the club with a rubba on
Fuck these bitches in the club, I don't bring em home
Nigga rob you before so we can't do a song
Told that bitch I wanna force em like a fuck-a-long
If she don't like it in her face I told them where ya going
If you don't like giving head then bitch leave me alone
Don't talk about dope on cell phones
I pour my liquor out for niggas who got snitched on
When my cuz came I told him I had a brick for em
Other cousin told em I ain't had shit for em
You gonna hug me in the club, I got my pistol
If you don't like me pussy ho write a diss song
Church