Fat Tone - Jockin' me lyrics

First of all they got me for 50. Two for 50 cuz it's real Then I wanna give shouts out to this nast b**hes named Britney and Angie cuz both of they mouth is the abortion clinic Ya No [HOOK x3] I always feel like yo b**h be jockin me I won't go till I rumble in my North Star With T.V's on the cieling man I hustle hard [Verse 1] You ain't never met a n***a who get more chips I get mine like the goodfellas get grip Hustle hard on the block when I'm selling rocks I got a 1000 dollar pack with my 9 Glock Just in case they try to short stop on my spot I need all mine I'm talkin bout all Knotts Rubberbands over grands make my pants hang A fresh pair of Airmax cuz I slang cane I'm on my Nextel grittin with my homeboys T-Real thats another n***a that got skrill We make deals like The billionaire Bill Gates I'm talkin uncut pure 'cane with the flakes So when we send em out of state they be zipped tight The next morning you'll get it cuz it's over night Thats how it goes when you hustle at the high speed I make G's ends though like the Ozzleys [Hook X2] [Verse 2] So you mad that ya b**h on my dick now So every car that you flip mean sh** now I guess she love how I thug and I Do's it And I floss like a boss in my new Whip See imma shark after dark for the titantic And all them sharp shooting haters that bystanding All that lying and that jeffing dont mean sh** Cuz when it's all said and done you ain't seen grip I be running through G's like 10 cent And will make a hundred G's off of 2 bricks 2 bricks? yeah thats all it take dumba** That's why you steady missing points so you won't pa** I shake the Tazz like my balls in your b**h mouth She want me cuz she see I got the biggest clout But I ain't tripping on that b**h I had better mane Plus you know they come and go like the weather mane [HOOK X2] [Verse 3] I'm giving shouts out to the thug and the pimp n***as Lil Abe and lil Dave Two Sev n***as I know you mad cuz your b**h be loving me And when she see me shes always hugging me I tell her call me her brother when you around But when you ain't around man we be getting down You be kissing that b**h like you dont know That the b**h s** dick like a reall pro Plus swallow balls and f** all raw So that baby you be looking at is all yall I know you thing like damn imma f** up Fat Tone he got my young b**h nutted up But when you took a blood test thats when it came out It wasn't me it was your homey that was hanging out [HOOK TILL THE END]