"2 Young 2 Give A Fuck" lyrics
(feat. Bow Wow)
Yeah, flow stupid, this is how I do it
Maybach flow, nigga, you are in the Buick
Your girl a doodoo momma, so you know I don't give two shits
Ain't no grey area, I just breed them blue pits
Niggas talk tough (They do) but they don't want it though (Nah)
Confront you to your face and then I'll tell your man that he a ho (Ow)
Bow Wizzle, I'm as real as it get
I'm either gettin' money (Cyeah) or bonin' a chick
Countin' all this money, all these bottles we poppin' (Cyeah)
In a club with the models, got so many options
Nigga, talk your shit, yeah, they hate me, they watchin'
They know my flow ill, I be spittin' and hawkin', yikes
At 15, the Bentley was just a kid's dream
Now these cuffed links got me speakin' like I'm European
A hundred thousand packed at the show in Manila
Then I'm down in Africa where the kids are the killers
Got a mind of a king but a heart of a gorilla
You can imitate but ain't nobody realer
Yeah, I'm countin' all this money, milli for the Bugatti (Cyeah)
And my girl ass thick like Buffy the body (Fuck 'em)
And which one I'ma choose? I think her with the boobs (Come on)
I keep paper like the kid in elementary school (Aw, ha ha)
You know I'm smokin' on the finest, G5 to the islands
I'm too fly, yeah, it's like I'm on autopilot (Yeah)
Man, stop it, I'm way outta your league (Yeah)
See it'll take a lifetime to spend all this cheese
I got a new bitch for everyday of the week (I do)
Suck a nigga off 'til I'm fast asleep
You know them riders is with us, take it back to the hood
Screamin', "Father forgive us," all my killers, what's good?
You know my flow is like murder, gon' give me a sentence
Got too many bars, you think I'm buildin' a prison
Anythin' that I sing is a hit, car collision
How you got all that mouth and your heart is missin'?
Stop playin' with me, y'all lames to me (Cyeah)
Me and Chris got our weight up (Cyeah)
Better get your cake up
Like G&C, get your weight up (Aw)
Must step when I want new cars every month (Hey)
Ain't out front, y'all niggas in a slump (Hey)
We the hottest doin' it
Don't front, better act like you know what's up
Maybach flow, nigga, you are in the Buick
Your girl a doodoo momma, so you know I don't give two shits
Ain't no grey area, I just breed them blue pits
Niggas talk tough (They do) but they don't want it though (Nah)
Confront you to your face and then I'll tell your man that he a ho (Ow)
Bow Wizzle, I'm as real as it get
I'm either gettin' money (Cyeah) or bonin' a chick
Countin' all this money, all these bottles we poppin' (Cyeah)
In a club with the models, got so many options
Nigga, talk your shit, yeah, they hate me, they watchin'
They know my flow ill, I be spittin' and hawkin', yikes
At 15, the Bentley was just a kid's dream
Now these cuffed links got me speakin' like I'm European
A hundred thousand packed at the show in Manila
Then I'm down in Africa where the kids are the killers
Got a mind of a king but a heart of a gorilla
You can imitate but ain't nobody realer
Yeah, I'm countin' all this money, milli for the Bugatti (Cyeah)
And my girl ass thick like Buffy the body (Fuck 'em)
And which one I'ma choose? I think her with the boobs (Come on)
I keep paper like the kid in elementary school (Aw, ha ha)
You know I'm smokin' on the finest, G5 to the islands
I'm too fly, yeah, it's like I'm on autopilot (Yeah)
Man, stop it, I'm way outta your league (Yeah)
See it'll take a lifetime to spend all this cheese
I got a new bitch for everyday of the week (I do)
Suck a nigga off 'til I'm fast asleep
You know them riders is with us, take it back to the hood
Screamin', "Father forgive us," all my killers, what's good?
You know my flow is like murder, gon' give me a sentence
Got too many bars, you think I'm buildin' a prison
Anythin' that I sing is a hit, car collision
How you got all that mouth and your heart is missin'?
Stop playin' with me, y'all lames to me (Cyeah)
Me and Chris got our weight up (Cyeah)
Better get your cake up
Like G&C, get your weight up (Aw)
Must step when I want new cars every month (Hey)
Ain't out front, y'all niggas in a slump (Hey)
We the hottest doin' it
Don't front, better act like you know what's up
