[D'Shaun]
Yeah
(2-10 Stand Up,)
Yeah, Yeah
(Put ya city on a Ramadan,)
D'Shaun Da
D'Shaun Da
(Put ya city on a Ramadan,)
[Verse1]
Lord God
Lord God
Lord God
I'm praying for a hating n***a
I be on the job
With E & Payton n***a
If I, If I see that bacon
I'ma take it n***a
I told Mekias, Brodie, Brodie
"Just be patient n***a
Cuss I'ma get it,"
(Get It)
Cuss I'ma get it
Ya know we really with it
I don't ask for numbers
But somehow i get digits
I be at ya shows
And i always hear crickets
Plus ya money short
It remind me of some midgets
I be only on my knees
When I
Talk to God
Yo these cards get charged
Like a
IPod
Yo my n***as will charge
Like they
Tomlison
Yo my n***a Tommy Gold
Where that
Tommy gun
I be going off
I don't care about the cost
Swimming in these women
Like I'm David Ha**elhoff
Prayers up, to my ex's
Lyssa and Alexis
Thick girls from Texas
Tryna bless me with some blessings
Awe man
You ain't on the job
You calling in
You say they in city working
But i never heard of them
Show me who the hottest
Please show me who the man
I'll pull this n***a card
Like it's solitary man
[Hook]
f** all that talking
We don't play no games
f** all that
f** all that talking we don't play (x2)