"Set It Off" lyrics

Kick ass!
(Mm-hmm) C'mon
(Uh-huh, mm-hmm)
Y'all boys don't know nothing 'bout me (mm-hmm, uh-huh)
Ya heard? "Ladies and gentlemen!"

I'm a T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna
If a bitch leave me, I'm 'a take everything from her
Leave while ya can, or ya mom will pick ya rum up
I'm 'a find me some new pussy, and buy a Four-Runner
I walk with a limp, 'cause my nuts heavy
And I like it from the back so hold your butt steady
I know I got some big lips, but I ain't tripping
And mamma I love pussy, but I ain't licking
Now prepare yourself for a smooth dicking
You don't want it girl? You don't know, what you missing
I'm the baddest boss nigga walking, you ain't heard?
I got a team of head busters waiting to give 'em the word
I gotta few in the East Coast, a few in the West
Down-South to Mid-W, what up to the rest
Can't forget about the ghetto where they're struggling in debt
No matter what I do dog, I love my set. "Ladies and gentlemen!"

Wodie, what's up? Wodette, what's up? Wodie, what's up?
Set it off in this motherfucker
Wodie, what's up? Wodette, what's up? Wodie, what's up?
Set it off in this motherfucker
Wodie, what's up? Wodette, what's up? Wodie, what's up?
Set it off in this motherfucker
Wodie, what's up? Wodette, what's up? Wodie, what's up?
Set it off in this motherfucker

The niggidy niggidy Nile's in this bitch, get right
Fuck what you heard on the street it's CMR for life
Still riding on dubs, sipping brown and white
Jump stupid if you want bitch we gon' clown tonight
We got twenty-five choppers in the V.I.P.
Cristal and 40 yack and a pound of weed
I know you wait for me to get drunk, and follow me home
Picture what I'm 'a give you though - a shot to yo' dome
Fuck it if your boys gon' be talking they're gon' get hit too
I'm really not giving a fuck, long as I get you
Jamie, Fresh, Joe, Bubba
Ya gotta admit ha, Juvie a motherfucker
I'm a general, executing the plan
Got a vision of the 3rd Ward, ruling the land
Running up on hoes, telling them to jump in the van
Mommy please come break off just me and my man

Wodie, what's up? Wodette, what's up? Wodie, what's up?
Set it off in this motherfucker
Wodie, what's up? Wodette, what's up? Wodie, what's up?
Set it off in this motherfucker
Wodie, what's up? Wodette, what's up? Wodie, what's up?
Set it off in this motherfucker
Wodie, what's up? Wodette, what's up? Wodie, what's up?
Set it off in this motherfucker

55% of these niggas is fake
The other 45% be handling their weight
55% of these women is hoes
The other 45% be playing their role
Mr. Officer, Mr. Officer
Take these motherfucking cuffs off of us
We ain't kill nobody in this car, for us
And riding on 20s is the law for us
I ain't from France, but excuse my French
Fuck ya if ya hating, nigga save that then
I been dealing with you bitches from way back then
Plus I kept a fire duck off the lay back in
You say my mamma played me and J be tight
'Cause Juvie taking care, so everything alright
Bitches see the sliver seraph with them fat ass pipes
Being followed by some niggas on some bad ass bikes

Wodie, what's up? Wodette, what's up? Wodie, what's up?
Set it off in this motherfucker
Wodie, what's up? Wodette, what's up? Wodie, what's up?
Set it off in this motherfucker
Wodie, what's up? Wodette, what's up? Wodie, what's up?
Set it off in this motherfucker
Wodie, what's up? Wodette, what's up? Wodie, what's up?
Set it off in this motherfucker