Fizzy Womack - 187 lyrics

[Hook-Lil' Fame (Billy Danze)] 187 in progress, everybody get it everybody's a target These n***as got me on my sh** 40 Glock give 'em that thing in the cartridge 187 in progress, everybody get it everybody's a target (Talk to 'em) These n***as got me on my sh** (Walk through 'em) These n***as got me on my sh** [Verse 1: Lil' Fame] 187 in progress, everybody get it homie stick to the concept (Celebrity d**hmatch) n***as is garbage Run up to the award show air out the carpet (Come on) Murder every DJ spinnin that garbage Via satellite while America's watchin Every artist on the carpet is a target R&B singers too hit 'em regardless [Billy Danze:] Real n***a sh** 'round to the mosh pit Counter clockwise, waving the ma**es Show up at the office while you havin a conference Deliver that Rambo to all of your sponsors Groupies can get it too, for s**in the dick of a n***a That got mo' b**h in 'em than you (And you) Part of the problem I'll tie you to the back of the 'lac And drag yo' a** by your Red Bottoms b*tch! [Hook] [Lil' Fame:] Thirty rack on a neck of a artist (Say what?) About another twenty K on his arm (Say what?) This n***a flashin fifty grand Walk around here lookin like food for the wolves Listen! Illuminati rap, we don't ride to that Everybody poppin molly look at how they act (Y'all sweatin) The whole place emotional Wake up to find out some dudes Frank Ocean too [Billy Danze:] I ain't 'bout to adapt to the wackiness You n***as got that wack sh** we git this Them same lame n***as workin on your playlist Oversaturated twist of the gayness (BOOM!) You n***as bet' not say sh** Smile in my face and never play my sh** (sh**) Wrong n***as to play with It's hot, the homies got heaters they stay with ni**a! [Hook]