It's 'bout to go down, oh yeah Baby, you're gonna get your wish tonight Lay it down, right here Scream my name, baby I love you Girl, wherever you are I'll be right by your side tonight And if you're wearing panties, take 'em off baby I'mma do you wrong in the right way Alright, now I'mma do you wrong in the right way Fucking with the lights on, know you had a long day Hold you nigga down, girl I fuck with you the long way Pull up to your college, then I fuck you in the hallway Real nigga, all day, you know I don't fuck with fakes Said she on her period, she told me just to fuck her face Real bitch, trill bitch, someone I could deal with Feds try to run up in my crib, she hit the kill switch She would never let me down, only wanna lift me up When I got locked down in county, she was there to pick me up Mind her business, know wussup, purple Sprite, she pour it up Even bought a pound for a nigga, 'bout to roll it up If the lights off in the club, niggas still gon' notice her Gave my bitch my Lamborghini, nigga get your motor up When I get that ass in my bed, I'mma bust her head open Third leg stroking, got the whole bed soaking Uh, you got that work, that pussy purr That Lambo driver, she ride it, for sure My chauffeur know wussup, it's yours, I mean hers, she can concur Baddest thing on this Earth, let me take my time I'mma lick it first, I'mma make it hurt, put it in the dirt Mmm, ha, that's some crazy ass shit for you And you know I got this hit for you, put this dick on you Enjoy you, and I spoil you, uh Back and forth, in and out, no backing off My shit don't harp, my lover love real don't dissolve Bitches ain't loyal, one love, but they hot and cold I swerve that deuce on 'em, baby like this dick cold T-Raww got that flame though She want burgers in Bordeaux, stop giving that cause she mine doe In this game you gotta find hope I'm young and kingin', so you know what it is Let me kiss that body, when I get excited When you scream my name, when you hit the notes, you gon' sound melodic Baby girl just ride it, show me something they can't see Fuck me like you angry, playin' all of that K-Ci & Jojo Them slow jams, we hold hands Do that there like a stripper, on my dick she pole dance Oh no, it's going down, going down babe Put it in reverse, flip it around babe Yeah, 'cause we're one on one, busting round after round like a gun Doing all that freaky shit to me, I love the way you put it down babe I like it, when I'm in and out and you're making them sounds babe And I want some more, it's about to go down

And baby we don't need a bed, no Don't need a master room, don't need to set the mood She like, "Yeah, yeah" One touch one touch, she gon' give me all the love She's ready, so ready She ready, so I'm ready I feel it comin' on strong, you're so heavy She ready, I'm ready I hear if you stay ready, you ain't gotta get ready Call you when I get there, you just get your shit wetty Oops I mean your shit ready, can't believe I said that Least you know where my head at, now shorty where your head at She gon' dive in head first, school me like the board of ed She do it then we do it so she can say she thought ahead Laid up in that all day, can't get out that waterbed Talk nasty for ya boy, silent treatment for the feds No cup for the thirsty, she bad as controversy Skin-tone like Hershey, body Lord have mercy Yeah if this thing were a car, it'd be a Lamborghini Mercy Maybe I'm too fast, girl say she And baby we don't need a bed, no Don't need a master room, don't need to set the mood She like, "Yeah, yeah" One touch one touch, she gon' give me all the love She's ready, so ready She ready, so I'm ready I feel it comin' on strong, you're so heavy She ready, I'm ready Talkin' 'bout you born ready, talkin' 'bout it's on deck Talk a good one on text, you say you 'bout it I'm gon' check I put some kisses on neck, let me warm that engine up Relax when the tension's up, girl you just call your nigga up And I pop up in that all black and kill that See I'm dressed appropriate, you got to feel that Feel that? (I feel that) That's that love comin' down For the brain, I'm dumbin' down, we on swole when she come around Need ice to numb it down, night stick to beat it up Rodney King that teen girl, can't we all just get along? You could get along, you already know, but is you ready though? And baby we don't need a bed, no Don't need a master room, don't need to set the mood She like, "Yeah, yeah" One touch one touch, she gon' give me all the love She's ready, so ready She ready, so I'm ready I feel it comin' on strong, you're so heavy She ready, I'm ready If you are a bad one, be ready (Be ready) Two times for my niggas, we ready (We so ready) Pretty ladies in the V.I. and they ready (They so ready) I'm feelin' good, feeling good, I'm ready (I'm ready, yo) Left a girl in the back, she ready (She so ready) We don't know how to act, we ready (Cause we're ready) And we can't wait to get home (If you're ready, come on) And baby we don't need a bed, no Don't need a master room, don't need to set the mood She like, "Yeah, yeah" One touch one touch, she gon' give me all the love She's ready, so ready She ready, so I'm ready I feel it comin' on strong, you're so heavy She ready, I'm ready

Ugh, c'mon let me show ya how it go down When you get three of the illest bitches Together on one track And we all got attitudes I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) I gotta case for spittin' in a mother fuckers' face Me and my ace, crunk calicos strapped to the waist A hundred in the clit' blastin' What cha'll motherfuckers eyein' me fo? Alias Chyna White, Gangsta Boo on my right And Mia X to my left, why y'all motherfuckers thugged up 44 bulldogs and tear the whole motherfuckin' club up Tear the club up, feel me uh I sets motherfuckin' friends for bitches Make 'em feel shit, real bitches recognize real shit Only one bitch put it down like this See this shiny ass shit on my wrist See them shiny ass shoes on my six And I know y'all know them thug ass do to my clique When it's beef, Na Na stash this heat for all y'all asses My bitches roll them nats since gats is popular We 5-7 droppin' ya It ain't no limit for my three bitch mafia I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) A certified hairdresser Mama Mia Known on the streets for drama When my bitches meet some heat they call Mama And I'm comin', gunnin' everything up in my way But it ain't always gotta be about the gun play I gots to say for real My right and left Aka Dumb Hoe Beaters Black sizin' while his jaws, y'all know Mia A street bitch 'bout street shit They ain't no attitives in this bitch I live this raw dog To all y'all backstabbin', two face motherfuckers Double talk and get y'all crunched in both your dick suckers I buy the ruckus aye' day whatchu gon' do 'bout the crew 'Cuz my clique's all true True niggas, true game, true paper Keepin' up with us, trust the true then break it Take the shit outside or start it in the club now Y'all gon' tear it up then I'm ma shut the bitch down I just wanna show them I just wanna show them Die bitches, everywhere you go Bitches is dyin', bitches been dyin' for over 400 years C'mon I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) I live a rich life nigga so that makes me undefined Got them bitches mad 'cuz your niggas is all mine So, I guess that means I'm just the shit Straight up blaze, the wrong lady to fucked wit You lay your ass on the fuckin' ground, don't speak Watch I'll bloody up you seat, leave your ass all nice and sweet On your monkey ass, when you take the mask, try to run with mass Go down, infra red on your monkey ass Gangsta Boo be wit it, what the fuck you tryin' to do? Your Power Ranger crew scared of us We thought we told you, we coming through tearin' clubs up Bitch in the reins yellin' hit a motherfucker And give her the damn thangs I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) I'm a mother fuckin' bitch (With an attitude) I just wanna show them I ain't no bitch I just wanna show them Real bitches don't die

Seh wah Well, mi waa send out dis one to di man name Chris Brown Get all a di gal dem from his home town to outta town Yeah, ha, ha, seh wah, so mi waa see lighters in di air Oh me a know ya sexy gal, weh ya say? Me waa see lighta Sexy body gal athem, seh wah Hey, you girl, you a pretty brownin' Call you my little brown skin (yes) Hey, you gal, see you makin' me sing Sing like ding-a-ling-a-ling (yo) You ma brown skin girl (eh Brown skin girl, brown skin girl (yo) Call you ma little brown skin I see ya, nice to meet ya, wat you doin' lata ah Come closer, mek mi hold ya, put mi hand dem all ova Girl, know dat you got my heart How you move in dem pum-pum shorts? You have everythin' that I want, my lickle chocolate delight How she grindin'? Tryin' fi keep mi out All up in di dance, mi seh dats how waa me love How she whinin', and she back it up All up in di dances, mi seh dats how waa me love (hey) Hey, you girl, you a pretty brownin' Call you my little brown skin (brown skin) Hey, you gal, see you makin' me sing Sing like ding-a-ling-a-ling (all 'em gals across the world) You my brown skin girl (yes gal) Brown skin girl, (sexy) brown skin girl Call you my little brown skin Now Yolanda and Shevanda, dem a try an' get clos a ah Dem man a goner, no wonda, him a sayin' it's over ah When mi come inna di place mi seh yo shotta There's so much green caa mi mr Dollar When mi see dem gal fi mi a holla, dem chocolate delight How she grindin', tryin' fi keep mi out All up in di dance, mi seh dats how waa me love How she wine'in' and she back it up All up in di dances, mi seh dats how waa me love Hey, you girl, you a pretty brownin' Call you my little brown skin (brii bang-bang-bang-bang) Hey, you gal, see you makin' me sing Sing like ding-a-ling-a-ling You my brown skin girl Brown skin girl, brown skin girl Call you my little brown skin Gal, mi nah go tell you no lie, mi a watch you whole nite Waa mek a lickle rope in Mi love how you a move up yuh body And yuh shape look tight Gal, jus keep on whinin' Well, a nuff man a rush yuh, waa crush yuh But gal, dem nuh right fi yuh, I got di right timin' Gi yuh any style yuh require, mek yuh temperature hotta Mek yuh know 'bout sexual healin' Wanna give it to ya physically and metaphysically Listen to me lyrically, gal, yuh nuh fi dilly dolly Caa me, will mek yuh happy if yuh evee mek me sappy If yuh eva mek me tappy me neva gi yuh flippy floppy Jus hold on, gal mi well waa fi tek yuh fi a ride How yuh gwaa noe if yuh nah try? Yuh have whole heap a man up inna yuh ears Gonna try gi me fight, but yuh fi tell dem tek a hike Tek a hike, tek a hike Hey, you girl, you a pretty brownin' Call you my little brown skin Hey, you gal, see you makin' me sing Sing like ding-a-ling-a-ling (all dem gals across the world) You my brown skin girl (yes girl) Brown skin girl, (sexy) brown skin girl Call you my little brown skin

Yeah Oh, yeah Everything, everything, everything gon' be alright, God Oh, yeah (Coke Boy, baby) Haan, yeah Graduated, but I'm aggravated From the half that made it, we was drinkin', faded Me and life and death is half-related (Half-related) Masturbatin' on a scale for a Hundred million, askin' God how we made it Watchin' John David Robinson, now my dawg robbin' son, half a David Freedom got confiscated We mob-related John Gotti, RICO, life like a free throw Yeah, school of gladiators Makin' Salaat on a fox rug, black gloves, hot slugs For these cold women Militant like the Middle East Go from ménages, six-nines to 6iine conspiracies Triple threat, trinity Triangle office, label execs get all the profit They hit your brain, mop it clean What type of fiends? Put the needle in your ass, keep they table green Multi-millionaire, strapped like O-Dog Can't teach new tricks to old dogs I told mama pray for me, baby, wave it for me Got a cage waitin' for me, that hate came for me Millions, I made from it, them chains waitin' for me The change I made from it, Montana ain't a dummy, haan New year, half a mil', my face on the bill (Bill), hit Cabo, chill Desperado with an AR like guitar ('Tar), Montana John Stockton (Stockton) If there's a movie out, play the Al Pacino part (Ah) Mama raise a star, and you been a mark Not even Cuban, smokin' Cuban cigars in Cuba (Hey) Lost Chinx, lost Max, lost Penthouse Drinkin', smokin', feel empty in this penthouse (Ah) Mansion's like a campus Ranches like rainbow smoke Forty-one shots like Diego Shout to Abel, I turn the weekends to the weekdays PJs to the PJs, the week like four nights and three days (Four nights) Yes, I Big like the kid from Bed-Stuy, just stop Stylist, I be dressin', the bitches, don't be stressin' Money with the best of them, C.R.E.A.M. like Meth and them I made it even in the game of odd Everybody kickin' game, tell the bitch the truth, she think you God Tell mama to pray for me, feds got a name for me, cell waitin' for me Mils I made from it, them chains waitin' for me Change I made from it, Montana ain't a dummy, haan La música de Harry Fraud It's nothing to take me higher

Do you ever think about leaving? Do you ever think about me and you? Running to the country where we got nothing to prove Where we can grow old with new friends Lay low on the weekends Running to the country where we got nothing to lose 'Cause I'm tired of the busy nights Fed up with the city lights No, I don't wanna spend my life in this place I just wanna run away to Montana Livin' at a slower pace with you There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I could wipe your tears away if you're crying 'Cause even cowgirls get the blues There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I wanna see the sky from a dirt road I wanna feel the air cut through my coat 700 acres, so many new ways to see you And all the seeds of love that we sow I can see 'em grow as we grow I just wanna run away to Montana Living at a slower pace with you There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I could wipe your tears away if you're crying 'Cause even cowgirls get the blues There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya (In Montana) Getting tired of the busy nights Getting tired of the city lights Yeah, I know I can't spend the rest of my life here I just wanna run away to Montana Living at a slower pace with you There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I could wipe your tears away if you're crying 'Cause even cowgirls get the blues There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana Ooh In Montana Ooh (In Montana)

Yo voy caminando A la montana donde nací No puedo vivir A la noche del camino ir Al del cielo Yo miraba una estrella No puedo vivir Al lado del camino ir Que no vivo Pasa el tiempo Yo voy caminando A la montana donde nací No puedo vivir Que al lado del camino ir Que no vivo Pasa el tiempo Del camino Tidadoudi tadoudi tadoudi Lon lei lon lei lon lei Ti loulali talouli dilouli Yo voy caminando A la montana donde nací Yo voy caminando A la monta