[Intro: Lil Woo]
Woop
Woop
Yeah LP Industries n***a
What you talking about
Turns on the lights
[Verse 1: Lil Woo]
When I die bury me inside the football field
Everyday what
I better stop and yield
Stopping all these n***as get on topic
And never did know she gonna drop it
She drop it for a real f**ing n***a son
Everything I ball put it on my moms
Everything I got, got it on a Don
Everything I got spend it on the Don
Goblins [?] n***a, and you better run
Run into the alley shoot your f**ing son
We gonna get it man, it's my birthday man
You know we gonna drop it, throwing all these bands
She know she dance, for a real n***a
She gonna do it everything a real n***a
I'm roofless n***a, never thought I would
Popping all these things, spend it on the hood
Hot town n***a, spit that mo dance
Getting so much money get it on the clam
On the clam, super bye b**h
Birthday n***a, it's my birthday n***a
Sitting down, split it on the field
Put it everything, I put it on the field ha
[Verse 2: Ladell Parks]
Once again n***a
We at it again n***a
Can't stop us n***a
Why try n***a
Me and Woo n***a
Going ham n***a
Bring the spam n***a
Let's go n***a
Wait, wait, wait
n***a I said wait damn sh**
Listen sometimes
I'm about to break this down for y'all
Y'all ready
Here we go
Imma go ham n***a
f** with me and get slam n***a
Hit the fool like blam n***a
Think I really give a damn n***a
Think again, think again
Yeah I said it, think again
Where my pen
Here I go, mother f**ing again
Wipe that sh** down right now
I'm not a clown
Throwing money all around
I got money bricks now
Like that sh** that'll make you sick
Wanna take a lick
Of some chocolate
Yo girl does, yo wife does, I'm dying cuz, pull the plug
Ha I said it pull the plug
Not even real cuz
Just like those rap stars
I got bars
You know what Woo
I'm go back in there
Tell them what's up
Just stay right there
Imma imma handle this sh** right quick
This ain't no f**in game
Ain't no f**in game
On my moms n***a
You a f**ing lame
Damn n***a you ain't got no game
You should feel, a f**ing, a f**ing shame
[Verse 3: Lil Woo]
Got it
I got it
I said I got it
I got it
Better drop it for real n***a
Better drop it for real n***a
Saying what you n***as really know I can
I been [?] doing something a grown man
19 years old driving Benz son
Everything I spend it on my grandson
She popping dudes never thought a boo got it
She dropping so much booty, think she gotta Bugatti
Riding with my shawty and she really can
She can do everything if she dance
She gotta big booty and a booty
Call her big Judy get more folly
I call her Babe Ruth cause she throwing 100
Driving home runs and I'm never bunting
She stunting on a n***a but I stay buying
She really thinking n***as ain't hating on her
Happen daddy, she pull my daddy
I call that b**h on and she know that caddy
Riding on the things in the night [?]
Riding on the carpets n***a, I think I'm aladdin
[Outro; Lil Woo]
Yeah
We got em
I said we got
I said LP Industries
Yeah