"On Fiya" lyrics

"On Fiya"

(Let's go)

Dis what I need right here some of that real down south music you know all away from the mid west all the way down south (atl)
I'm callin out all my niggas man if you ridin out them 26's sittin on chrome (yeah)
Wet paint tricked out go head and pull it out man dis what it's all about right here (uhn, yeah)
You know what dis is L B DUB GANG let's go!

You can catch me ridin through the streets sitting low
You can feel the bass bumpin out my cherry six four
Cruisin at about sixty just to let my hair blow
If you know me then you know I'm about my dough
I'm ridin on spinners so you know they gonna (chop)
I'ma stay on top and you know that ain't gon' (stop)
When it come to competition man I blow 'em out the (bar)
Bow Wow the boy, so fresh so (fly)

I've been makin money so my bank on swole
Hottest thang out since I was five years old
Every time I do a show, you know it's sold out
Any time I'm in your city I'ma shut the thing down
I'm far from a lame just to let you suckas know
I'ma show you how to stunt with them suicide doors
And you know that I'm a pimp, if ya didn't know you know
If ya chick looking at me please believe she gonna go

Now when I walk up in the club I'm looking so fly
I got 26's homie, sitting on the ride
Wanna talk about girls? I got 'em on the side
When it comes to this rap thing man I'm on fiya

Now when I walk up in the club I'm looking so fly
I got 26's homie, sitting on the ride
Wanna talk about girls? I got 'em on the side
When it comes to this rap thing man I'm on fiya

I'm known from hood to hood, town to town
Ask around man, they all know how I get down
I got my game goin (game goin)
I got my grill showin, (grill showin)
And I'm a big big balla and I love to flaunt it(love to flaunt it)

I got an all red magnum, chicks yea I'm bangin 'em
Collecting all kinda checks, and you know I'm cashing 'em
From the 614 to the 678, all my niggas on the block go on get that cake
Lil momma drop it low, let me see that ass shake Bendin over, bein real
Home boy never fake
I'm the prince of hip-hop ya'll and it won't stop ya'll
LB Dub gang, goin to the top ya'll
It really ain't nothin that the boy can't do
He'd wreck his videos not mention movies too
Go head throw it up homie, rep where ya from
Open up ya trunk dog and just let them beats bump

Now when I walk up in the club I'm looking so fly
I got 26's homie, sitting on the ride
Wanna talk about girls? I got 'em on the side
When it comes to this rap thing man I'm on fiya

Now when I walk up in the club I'm looking so fly
I got 26's homie, sitting on the ride
Wanna talk about girls? I got 'em on the side
When it comes to this rap thing man I'm on fiya

Now from the 305 to the 212, go ahead throw it up
Homie rep where ya from
And from the 773 to the 404, go ahead throw it up
Homie rep where ya from
From the 313 to the 215, go ahead throw it up
Homie rep where ya from
From the 202 to the 310, go ahead throw it up
Homie rep where ya from

Now when I walk up in the club I'm looking so fly
I got 26's homie, sitting on the ride
Wanna talk about girls? I got 'em on the side
When it comes to this rap thing man I'm on fiya

Now when I walk up in the club I'm looking so fly
I got 26's homie, sitting on the ride
Wanna talk about girls? I got 'em on the side
When it comes to this rap thing man I'm on fiya


Thanks to Megan for adding these lyrics.
Writer(s): Shad Moss, Taddick Mingo, Rufus Morgan
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