"Austin Powers, Pt. 2" lyrics
(J, this shit too crazy)
Ahhhhh
(Thank you, J X L A N)
Damn
(I appreciate you, man)
Aye, I done finally made it
Ha
Yeah, we up now
Okay, alright
Aye, we done finally made it
I was dead broke, now I'm up, we done finally made it
Niggas switched up on the team, they done finally traded
I just stacked up my first hundred, I done finally saved it
They ain't know I had the ace of spades, I done finally played it
Damn, now they finally hatin'
I ain't have to rush, I stayed down, yeah I finally waited
I was trappin' out the trap house, it was probably vacant
Damn
I just hit the road by myself and brought hoes back
I just hit the road with 20 thousand, brought poles back
I just hit the road during Corona, I brought shows back
Man, I ain't gon' lie, I think I brought shows back
Oh, you talkin' bout like during quarantine? (Alright, okay)
Bro just hit the road swipin' cards, he brought sto—ahhhh!
Bro just hit the road swipin' cards, he brought stoves back
I be blowin' real exotic weed, I brought Joe back
I just hit the road with 50 thousand, I brought more back
Yeah
Niggas flashin' what I spent on lean, bro I pour that
What you make in a year, in a week, I'll blow that
Hahahaha
Yeah
Bitch told me that she wanna fuck, I said "I know that"
Turn a classy bitch to a hoe, I brought hoe—damn
Alright
Turn a classy girl to a hoe—ahhhh!
Turn a classy bitch to a hoe, I brought hoes back
Hit Rodeo with 20 thousand, I brought clothes back
I just pulled with a big gun, you better stand back
I just hit the road with 10 thousand, I brought bands back
Ahhhhh!
I just hit the road with 10 bowls, I brought bands back
Beat a nigga ass in the club, I brought hands back
Damn, I brought grams back
Okay
I just stopped to pick up YSR, I brought Gramz back
Finna make a stop by Coochie Land, where the fans at?
Why you leave your nigga at the bottom, where your mans at?
How the fuck you pull up by yourself, where your friends at?
Damn
Bitch, don't pull up if you ain't got nobody comin' with you
I can't leave my niggas at the bottom, I'ma come and get you
R.I.P Gabe and T.A., I swear I fuckin' miss you
I can't say that
Aye D, you know I get emotional when I—alright
Alright, fuck it
R.I.P Gabe and T.A., I swear I fuckin' miss you
Ahhhh!
Ahhhh!
I'll start crying in this bitch, I need some fuckin' tissue
Alright
You damn near can keep that bitch like that, like that, man
Let that bitch hold out like that, my nigga, aye, alright, okay
Look at—look at what we did now
Alright
(J, this shit too crazy)
Okay
Yeah
Ahhhhh
(Thank you, J X L A N)
Damn
(I appreciate you, man)
Aye, I done finally made it
Ha
Yeah, we up now
Okay, alright
Aye, we done finally made it
I was dead broke, now I'm up, we done finally made it
Niggas switched up on the team, they done finally traded
I just stacked up my first hundred, I done finally saved it
They ain't know I had the ace of spades, I done finally played it
Damn, now they finally hatin'
I ain't have to rush, I stayed down, yeah I finally waited
I was trappin' out the trap house, it was probably vacant
Damn
I just hit the road by myself and brought hoes back
I just hit the road with 20 thousand, brought poles back
I just hit the road during Corona, I brought shows back
Man, I ain't gon' lie, I think I brought shows back
Oh, you talkin' bout like during quarantine? (Alright, okay)
Bro just hit the road swipin' cards, he brought sto—ahhhh!
Bro just hit the road swipin' cards, he brought stoves back
I be blowin' real exotic weed, I brought Joe back
I just hit the road with 50 thousand, I brought more back
Yeah
Niggas flashin' what I spent on lean, bro I pour that
What you make in a year, in a week, I'll blow that
Hahahaha
Yeah
Bitch told me that she wanna fuck, I said "I know that"
Turn a classy bitch to a hoe, I brought hoe—damn
Alright
Turn a classy girl to a hoe—ahhhh!
Turn a classy bitch to a hoe, I brought hoes back
Hit Rodeo with 20 thousand, I brought clothes back
I just pulled with a big gun, you better stand back
I just hit the road with 10 thousand, I brought bands back
Ahhhhh!
I just hit the road with 10 bowls, I brought bands back
Beat a nigga ass in the club, I brought hands back
Damn, I brought grams back
Okay
I just stopped to pick up YSR, I brought Gramz back
Finna make a stop by Coochie Land, where the fans at?
Why you leave your nigga at the bottom, where your mans at?
How the fuck you pull up by yourself, where your friends at?
Damn
Bitch, don't pull up if you ain't got nobody comin' with you
I can't leave my niggas at the bottom, I'ma come and get you
R.I.P Gabe and T.A., I swear I fuckin' miss you
I can't say that
Aye D, you know I get emotional when I—alright
Alright, fuck it
R.I.P Gabe and T.A., I swear I fuckin' miss you
Ahhhh!
Ahhhh!
I'll start crying in this bitch, I need some fuckin' tissue
Alright
You damn near can keep that bitch like that, like that, man
Let that bitch hold out like that, my nigga, aye, alright, okay
Look at—look at what we did now
Alright
(J, this shit too crazy)
Okay
Yeah
