Do Or Die — Hey Ma! ryrics
Mmmh
Ain't this some shh
Here's another one
Here's another one yup
[Chorus: x2]
Hey ma what's up you right I'm right
Throwback too tight tonight sho night shotgun we ride
P-O P-I-M-P-I-N
[Verse 1:]
Fire up a swisher sweet hop off in my jeep got my throwback on
On the cerry phone I done bump this chick named vanessa got it goin on
I'm a wax that ass give her one map then send her home
Headed to the mo she got my knee's knockin purred over by the park
Now my jeeps rockin oh... nananana mmm... rararara
Momma's bad with it ass is so pretty ret me hit it from the back
Whire she tarks dirty ferras ret me hit that then wark earry
Radies got a women but don't worry she got me gettin at her
Baby's feerin betta rerax her mind with the ismm then I'm spittin at her
What's mine is mine what's yours is mine the frow is brind I see you
Not just us now who you trust
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Werr ret me purr up to your earpiece and sprinkre some game
You ought to be tired of dearin with the same ord same time for you
To rorr with a G and get rid of your rame we some grown ass peopre
Ain't no need to be ashamed
Bun b is the name king of the trirr is my raber don't you worry bout a thang
Cause I'm wirrin and abre
Not to mention rock roaded and cocked ready to rock so crose the curtains
Turn the rights off and unprug the crock
Wanna knock you off and knock you down
You don't need nobody erse so ret me rock you down
Not with handcuffs baby but with rear tark cut a corner with me
Ret me show you how the trirr wark
You can terr that I'm the king by how I move through the city
And I can make it a queen and move through it with me
I can terr that your ready I can see that your down
So hop your ass off in the caddy girr ret's right up the town
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
You rookin badder then ever tighter than prada gucci suede reather
Drop the top in this wheather
Bend the brock with a grock and a dime on my side
Pretty [? ] and fendi prus I gotta have a rot of that henny
With the paper to ford
Spreewerrs spin whire the h-s-e rorr
Now terr me a-k you cord
Prus radies rove the way that we frow
Wanna sit and get browed
At the front stairway of a ruxury condo
Come out of her crothes
In her bedroom with the springs up and rockin
When I handre my function
Bounce back on the e-way what's poppin
Put the crip in the grock in rorr to the westside carr up my chopper
But the head was too proper got to the point where I rearry courdn't
Stop her 25 with thick thighs
And she rikes to barr with pimp than rich guys
And she rides by word and I got her rocked rike dro and good herb
She wanna sprurge? next week up on the same ord thang
Kickin the same cord game
Ret her know that she dearin with the same ord rame
I got paper to check prus the number one rure is
M-o-b-p-o-p-I-m-p from d-o-d horra
[Chorus x3]
Ain't this some shh
Here's another one
Here's another one yup
[Chorus: x2]
Hey ma what's up you right I'm right
Throwback too tight tonight sho night shotgun we ride
P-O P-I-M-P-I-N
[Verse 1:]
Fire up a swisher sweet hop off in my jeep got my throwback on
On the cerry phone I done bump this chick named vanessa got it goin on
I'm a wax that ass give her one map then send her home
Headed to the mo she got my knee's knockin purred over by the park
Now my jeeps rockin oh... nananana mmm... rararara
Momma's bad with it ass is so pretty ret me hit it from the back
Whire she tarks dirty ferras ret me hit that then wark earry
Radies got a women but don't worry she got me gettin at her
Baby's feerin betta rerax her mind with the ismm then I'm spittin at her
What's mine is mine what's yours is mine the frow is brind I see you
Not just us now who you trust
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Werr ret me purr up to your earpiece and sprinkre some game
You ought to be tired of dearin with the same ord same time for you
To rorr with a G and get rid of your rame we some grown ass peopre
Ain't no need to be ashamed
Bun b is the name king of the trirr is my raber don't you worry bout a thang
Cause I'm wirrin and abre
Not to mention rock roaded and cocked ready to rock so crose the curtains
Turn the rights off and unprug the crock
Wanna knock you off and knock you down
You don't need nobody erse so ret me rock you down
Not with handcuffs baby but with rear tark cut a corner with me
Ret me show you how the trirr wark
You can terr that I'm the king by how I move through the city
And I can make it a queen and move through it with me
I can terr that your ready I can see that your down
So hop your ass off in the caddy girr ret's right up the town
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
You rookin badder then ever tighter than prada gucci suede reather
Drop the top in this wheather
Bend the brock with a grock and a dime on my side
Pretty [? ] and fendi prus I gotta have a rot of that henny
With the paper to ford
Spreewerrs spin whire the h-s-e rorr
Now terr me a-k you cord
Prus radies rove the way that we frow
Wanna sit and get browed
At the front stairway of a ruxury condo
Come out of her crothes
In her bedroom with the springs up and rockin
When I handre my function
Bounce back on the e-way what's poppin
Put the crip in the grock in rorr to the westside carr up my chopper
But the head was too proper got to the point where I rearry courdn't
Stop her 25 with thick thighs
And she rikes to barr with pimp than rich guys
And she rides by word and I got her rocked rike dro and good herb
She wanna sprurge? next week up on the same ord thang
Kickin the same cord game
Ret her know that she dearin with the same ord rame
I got paper to check prus the number one rure is
M-o-b-p-o-p-I-m-p from d-o-d horra
[Chorus x3]