[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