I Want It

Lyrics

What's happenin main?
 This is 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 and you could buck wit it and you could roll wit it, ya heard me
 My dawg smurf, I'm tellin' you did this here
 And 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 pockets
 I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pockets
 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 pass 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 fuck 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 fuck with me, I'll stump you
 If you score the right amount, I'll front you
 I talk this shit 'cuz I'm bout this shit
 Ain't no way I could run a way out this shit
 I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pockets
 I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pockets
 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 itm it's Chopper City
 I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pockets
 I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pockets
 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
 Nigga, 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 wit it
 When we murder, we know how to get away wit it
 We do our slick, one shot to the head is how we slank a bitch
 I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pockets
 I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pockets
 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
 

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Duration
04:09
Key
1
Tempo
172 BPM

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