DJ Ace (Atlanta) - Acapella Outro lyrics

[DJ Ace] Yeah, n***a South Top Dawg DJ Ace and Trap-A-Holics, n***a We up out this motherf**er, man It's a wrap, n***a Twin Towers the mixtape, man Waka Flocka, Salute Me or Shoot Me part two coming real soon, man You mark-a** n***as say you working, right? Well, you ain't working hard enough, n***a I wanna see you work with some n***as who ain't on And put some n***as on, you know what I'm talking about? Y'all n***as some industry-a** n***as, man Hey, Slim Hey, Dunkin Man, give them some of this sh** right quick Before we get up out of here, man I'm gone, n***a DJ Ace, Trap-A-Holics, n***a Gone [Slim Dunkin] They say I couldn't acapella, I said: "Stop it, fella" 'Bout the cheese and the bread, nickname should be mozarella Don't hate me, your girl want to date me Your mama too old, she want to statutory rape me Pay attention, I'm rapping with no beat To other rapper, that's like standing in the cold with no heat No adlib, no stack, one take, one track Question mark over they head, like: "How the f** I'ma do that?" Y'all n***as gonna be mad at me, frown your face up, be sad at me But I'ma keep going, Mr. Energizer battery I'm co*king the banger, twisting my finger Robbed a Mexican, he like: "I speaka no ingla" Me llamo Slim Dunkin, you moving, I'm dumping Zip it, no como te llamas, no nothing Y'all n***as gonna be upset, I'd get your whole clique wet I'ma Cam'ron y'all n***as, better Dipset Get gone 'cause I don't play and when I co*k the K Your troops gonna scream: "Mayday, mayday!" I was happy for y'all n***as to do a song with me Thought y'all was on my level, f** wrong with me? Dunkin