[Intro]
(Sparky made it slap, nigga)
[Verse 1: Young Slo-Be]
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee, nigga
Ruler on me, Mr. Slo-Be, I'll teach niggas
Niggas foul, niggas always tryna reach, nigga
Side talker, sidewalker, hop in the streets, nigga
Lil' bitch, go'n fuck it up
Doin' all that talkin', nigga damn near got his bitch fucked
Big dog, nigga, but I'll be damned if I got my tail tucked
Ooh-wee, I'm on the block, nigga, can't you tell?
On a Monday, nigga
Ayy, cuddy broke the scale
Tryna weigh two pounds, fucked up the count, nigga almost failed
On a Tuesday, nigga
Ayy, I give you taco shells
Walk around this bitch bored, let's go drop somethin'
[Verse 2: EBK Young Joc]
All my niggas gettin' money, send a package down the way
When this chopper hit his ass, watch him do the Harlem Shake
Never see you in the kitchen, boy, you hardly movin' weight
Holdin' up that lil' chain in them pictures, boy, it's fake
Spin your block, now it's wrapped in yellow tape
Juvie with the tooly, Durk and Trey, them my snakes
Manu Ginóbili, a sharp shooter, free my ape
Niggas talkin' 'bout ballin', let me know where your pape'
Book me for a show, we ain't worried, we got Drac'
Told my daughter watch my soda, she know daddy sippin' drank
Boy, this pop mixed with yola, play your cards, ace of spade
Two hundred on the dash, I'm sick niggas tryna race
(Sparky made it slap, nigga)
[Verse 1: Young Slo-Be]
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee, nigga
Ruler on me, Mr. Slo-Be, I'll teach niggas
Niggas foul, niggas always tryna reach, nigga
Side talker, sidewalker, hop in the streets, nigga
Lil' bitch, go'n fuck it up
Doin' all that talkin', nigga damn near got his bitch fucked
Big dog, nigga, but I'll be damned if I got my tail tucked
Ooh-wee, I'm on the block, nigga, can't you tell?
On a Monday, nigga
Ayy, cuddy broke the scale
Tryna weigh two pounds, fucked up the count, nigga almost failed
On a Tuesday, nigga
Ayy, I give you taco shells
Walk around this bitch bored, let's go drop somethin'
[Verse 2: EBK Young Joc]
All my niggas gettin' money, send a package down the way
When this chopper hit his ass, watch him do the Harlem Shake
Never see you in the kitchen, boy, you hardly movin' weight
Holdin' up that lil' chain in them pictures, boy, it's fake
Spin your block, now it's wrapped in yellow tape
Juvie with the tooly, Durk and Trey, them my snakes
Manu Ginóbili, a sharp shooter, free my ape
Niggas talkin' 'bout ballin', let me know where your pape'
Book me for a show, we ain't worried, we got Drac'
Told my daughter watch my soda, she know daddy sippin' drank
Boy, this pop mixed with yola, play your cards, ace of spade
Two hundred on the dash, I'm sick niggas tryna race
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