Mango Foo - Iz U Really lyrics

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Mango Foo - Iz U Really lyrics

[Intro] If you a broke n***a I get offended Say that you with it, my n***a we with it [Hook] Like Master P, money no limit If you a broke n***a I get offended I put the tool in your mouth like a dentist If you haven't run up, you a ticket Got workers in the bando whippin' the kitchen Whatever you with then my n***a we with it f** a Honda, n***a I want a Bentley I just hit the plug for ten bags of midget Is you really the plug? Is you really getting d**? Is you really showing love? Is you really makin' yo chopper bust? Is you really gettin' money? Is you really kickin' doors? Do you really whip a bowl? I think you tryna save your soul [Verse 1] If you a broke n***a I get offended Water whippin' in the kitchen, no chemist Bust a n***a like a swisher or philly Foreign coupe, got my trunk by the engine Run up on ‘em, beat a n***a like tennis Bullets got him skipping like he a cricket Banana clips so he knows I'ma peel him Hundred band jugg, I gotta k** him Skippa Da Flippa, I'm having Domingo pull up in the Aston No Kutcher, got knives like a butcher Put the chopper to your mama and sister We extorting you n***as whenever we pull up Bill Nye in the kitchen, I cook up Glock 40, salt shaker, he shook up Put the steel to your head like a crew cut [Hook] Like Master P, money no limit If you a broke n***a I get offended I put the tool in your mouth like a dentist If you haven't run up, you a ticket Got workers in the bando whippin' the kitchen Whatever you with then my n***a we with it f** a Honda, n***a I want a Bentley I just hit the plug for ten bags of midget Is you really the plug? Is you really getting d**? Is you really showing love? Is you really makin' yo chopper bust? Is you really gettin' money? Is you really kickin' doors? Do you really whip a bowl? I think you tryna save your soul [Verse 2] I'm in the bando like 24 hours I whip the water and I play with the powder Me and my plug gon' meet up in an hour I told him want cookie, I don't need the sour I trapped the bag, made that b**h cook a brick When you knock on the door I'm reaching for the stick Place your order but you gotta be quick Shooters in the bando, there go John Wic I think these n***as undercover, working with the feds 12 kick the door, you better not be scared Flush the work, money go under the bed They rushed the trap, I had to use my two legs Now I'm on a mission running from 12 I hope my partner packed up all the bales Coke on my face in the trap cause the smell You might catch a contact, you try to inhale [Hook] Like Master P, money no limit If you a broke n***a I get offended I put the tool in your mouth like a dentist If you haven't run up, you a ticket Got workers in the bando whippin' the kitchen Whatever you with then my n***a we with it f** a Honda, n***a I want a Bentley I just hit the plug for ten bags of midget Is you really the plug? Is you really getting d**? Is you really showing love? Is you really makin' yo chopper bust? Is you really gettin' money? Is you really kickin' doors? Do you really whip a bowl? I think you tryna save your soul