Mr. Collipark - My World (I Want It) lyrics

What's happenin' main? This B. Gizzle Your number one original hot boy, ya heard me And I got Collipark Music They got me bouncin' wit dis one here You could bounce wit it, you could buck wit it And you could roll wit it, ya heard me My dawg smurf I'm tellin' you did this here This that life after cash money world And I'm gonna bring 'em in my world I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket This is for my hot boys and my hot girls Ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world This is for my hot boys and my hot girls Ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world My ghetto pa** go state to state I could go in any hood 'cuz I ain't fake I'll bob my head, I'll stomp my feet For Soulja Slim, won't you do that Nolia Clap with me Say hot girl, don't play with me Like Ying Yang, let me see you salt shake for me I'm on the move, no stoppin' this Cash money move over I gots this I'm 'bout to f** the game up, just watch this When it's over I bet I see a profit I'm a CEO, I'm a artist too I'm a hustler, I can get work from Florida too Don't f** with me, I'll stump you If you score the right amount, I'll front you I talk this sh** 'cuz I'm 'bout this sh** Ain't no way I could run a way out this sh** I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket This is for my hot boys and my hot girls Ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world This is for my hot boys and my hot girls Ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world I got 4-0 dawgs that's goin' to jail I'm takin' Keddy baby momma that ain't got no bail I keeps it real, if you real you know I'm in the game, so I gotta play the game how it go See where I'm from they got hoes that grind On the block all day gotta respect they mind They'll cut you up, they'll mace you too And they got a baby nine they'll spray at you It's eye-for-eye I go pound-for-pound I'm New Orleans, only hopin' I'ma hold it down Either roll with me, when I'm rolling through Or I guarantee I'ma roll over you I'm a fool wit it Give me that work, I show you what to do wit it My cousin in seventh grade sittin' in the school wit it By seventh period, he through wit it, it's Chopper City I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket This is for my hot boys and my hot girls Ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world This is for my hot boys and my hot girls Ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world I represent my dawg Soulja That's why you can catch me in that Nolia I'm a gangsta, the streets backin' me I ain't goin' back to baby, stop askin' me It's C-H-O double P-E-R, C-I-T-Y n***a, till the day I die I'm from the hood, I'm down to earth When I'm in the streets I be out there head first I'm on the creep, with no sleep I ain't trynna rest till the enemy six feet It's game time, and I'm ready to play Gimme my remote and my remote is my K I spray with it, I'm from uptown I gotta stay with it When we murder, we know how to get away with it We do our slick, one shot to the head is how we slank a b**h I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket This is for my hot boys and my hot girls Ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world This is for my hot boys and my hot girls Ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world