Dorrough - My Name lyrics

This a nitty beat Hey Yea Say nitty lets gon on and take em back one time (La la la la, la la la) We just give em what they want you know (la la la la, la la la la, go back way back go back go back) cuz ain't nobody cuz cant nobody do it like that you know This a nitty beat Uhh playin sonic on sega I can take you back to the motorola pager (way back) Out of work like craig on Friday (Friday) But I get paid like everydays Friday Brand new louie's brand new jordans And I ain't got a job like tommy off maury But me and nitty be off in the studio recordin And I ride tracks like young Jeff Gordon NASCAR.... And Yea I like this beat So I be getting off like white boy feet (tryna dance) Getting chose haters like why me Cuz when I'm in the bed I'm Muhammad Ali Beat that once, beat that twice, by the third time ya p**y prolly need ice I'ma young n***a wit a old man say I can take ya back to ya very first bike [Chorus:] Ha yeaaa lil mama say what, (say what) all I gotta say is wa**up She know my name, errbody in the club they know my name And they all showin love cuz they know my go back way back [4x] go go go back way back go go go back way back (La la la la, la la la la) Yea boy I take it back like this Like will smith and a fresh prince fit Today Sunday the mall close at six It's already five thirty gotta move quick But I ain't even trippin I'ma still get chose If I didn't have arms I could still pull hoes (yea buddy) Cuz I'm fly you ain't heard I rock I could pull a chick bu*t naked in some socks I'm tho'ed off don't run me hot Cuz my glock pop like champagne tops Boom Boom pow like the black eyed peas Get a strip tease by a black Chinese girl And I'm steady transcendin six figure check got my bank account pendin like thirty seven (thirty seven), thirty eight (thirty eight) I'm the zone forty five forty seven mike epps tone [Chorus:] I like a chick that thick off cabbage (I like that) I like chick that can grind on a mattress (I like that) I like a chick with a real big a**, but I rather have chick that can file my taxes (oh yea) So dear ms secretary chick lemme be ya boss and you forever bein rich Watch so icy and it's heavy on my wrist Got me feelin like Denver when its February sixth (so cold) Prime time click we like a rubber band That's about to pop and yea we runnin in Old school all the og's understand I can take ya back make ya wanna do the runnin man MC Hammer that's throw back, country grammer I know that I'm gone like a woman when she fed up I can take it back like a Danny Glover edge up (way back) [Chorus:]