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Yeah, focus pocus
Skiggedy-skat
It ain't nothin'but me
That nigga E-40
Finna sprinkle some of you fools with some of this
This G-A-M-E, man, some of this game
Understand, my system
Finna sprinkle you fools with my sprinklin' system
Understand this though
It don't stop 'til the motherfucking glock pop (don't stop)
And fuck a Glock I'm fuckin with a Sig Sauer
P226 Diana Ross cousin nina
Misdemeanor (misdemeanor), that's what we do, understand it
I be more hipper than a hippopotamus (uh)
Get off in your head like a neurologist (uh)
Pushin' more weight than Atlas (Atlas)
Got a partner by the name of 2Pacalypse (uh)
The 707, my roost go hella far back to Floyd Terrace (yeah)
I pull a forty out of my ballcap
And then I flush it down my esopha-garus
The group that I'm with The Click (Click)
Suga, D-Shot, Legit (yeah)
Family orientated, Game Related, it's the shit
Killing motherfuckers off crucial
Sittin' 'em down neutral
Running through these lyrics as if I was fibered (like what?)
Like Metamucil
Timer, timer
Forty water (forty water)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man, uh)
Big timer, timer (big timer)
Forty water (yeah)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Kick that shit, Suga
Here comes the top notch
Ooh, ooh, ooh, here I be (ooh, ooh)
Clicked out me Suga T from the V (ooh, ooh)
I'm quick to smob (quick to smob)
Always down for the job
Ya gotta strut that's a gang of shive (gang of shive)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, I'm a fool (ooh, ooh)
Slangin' more mail as I slides through your hood
Straight shakin' all, these bustas and busterettes
Tryin' to claim fame off my shive ass rep (shive ass rep)
Oh, why, oh, why must I be so tight? (Why, oh, why?)
Most folks tell me, Suga, you ain't right (why, oh, why? Suga, you ain't right)
It makes me want to scream while I make ya holler
Pullin' a gang of clout like that almighty dollar
Suga, Suga (ahh, yeah, that's me, Suga, Suga)
That's my sista (you know my name, that's my sister)
Sprinkle me, girl (sprinkle me, girl)
Sprinkle me, girl (sprinkle me, girl)
Sprinkle me, girl (sprinkle me, girl)
Sprinkle me, girl (sprinkle me, girl)
Suga, Suga (uh, that's what they call me)
That's my sista (I ain't right)
Sprinkle me, girl (sprinkle me, girl)
Sprinkle me, girl (sprinkle me, girl)
Sprinkle me, girl (sprinkle me, girl)
Sprinkle me, girl (sprinkle me, girl)
Check the flotation
Niggas PHin' on a playa makin' mega (uh)
Tryna knock the hustle just because we way too major
(E they try to test your testicles, you know that shit ain't cool)
Suga, don't make me have to come up out the sound booth (uh)
And act a fuckin' fool (a fool)
(All these old ho-cake ass niggas, they make me so damn sick)
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom on a trick (uh)
Playa player for false and get rubbed off, ya don't want malse (don't want malse)
Fuck around and get evaporated (evaporated)
'Cause I'm a timer, timer (timer, timer)
Forty water (forty water)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man, uh)
Big timer, timer (big timer)
Forty water (forty water)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
That's what we do, biatch (that's what we do, uh)
Understand this shit (understand it)
What's happenin' Suga, you in this bitch with me?
(Haha, thought you heard)
Yeah, that's what we do for the motherfuckin', nine-five
(Ha, for the nine-five, yeah)
Sick Wid It Records, Jive all the time
(Understandin' the system, man)
It's Mob City, V-Town, it's Mob City
It's Mob City V-Town, niggas
(Mobbin' through ya hood)
Skiggedy-skat
It ain't nothin'but me
That nigga E-40
Finna sprinkle some of you fools with some of this
This G-A-M-E, man, some of this game
Understand, my system
Finna sprinkle you fools with my sprinklin' system
Understand this though
It don't stop 'til the motherfucking glock pop (don't stop)
And fuck a Glock I'm fuckin with a Sig Sauer
P226 Diana Ross cousin nina
Misdemeanor (misdemeanor), that's what we do, understand it
I be more hipper than a hippopotamus (uh)
Get off in your head like a neurologist (uh)
Pushin' more weight than Atlas (Atlas)
Got a partner by the name of 2Pacalypse (uh)
The 707, my roost go hella far back to Floyd Terrace (yeah)
I pull a forty out of my ballcap
And then I flush it down my esopha-garus
The group that I'm with The Click (Click)
Suga, D-Shot, Legit (yeah)
Family orientated, Game Related, it's the shit
Killing motherfuckers off crucial
Sittin' 'em down neutral
Running through these lyrics as if I was fibered (like what?)
Like Metamucil
Timer, timer
Forty water (forty water)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man, uh)
Big timer, timer (big timer)
Forty water (yeah)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Kick that shit, Suga
Here comes the top notch
Ooh, ooh, ooh, here I be (ooh, ooh)
Clicked out me Suga T from the V (ooh, ooh)
I'm quick to smob (quick to smob)
Always down for the job
Ya gotta strut that's a gang of shive (gang of shive)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, I'm a fool (ooh, ooh)
Slangin' more mail as I slides through your hood
Straight shakin' all, these bustas and busterettes
Tryin' to claim fame off my shive ass rep (shive ass rep)
Oh, why, oh, why must I be so tight? (Why, oh, why?)
Most folks tell me, Suga, you ain't right (why, oh, why? Suga, you ain't right)
It makes me want to scream while I make ya holler
Pullin' a gang of clout like that almighty dollar
Suga, Suga (ahh, yeah, that's me, Suga, Suga)
That's my sista (you know my name, that's my sister)
Sprinkle me, girl (sprinkle me, girl)
Sprinkle me, girl (sprinkle me, girl)
Sprinkle me, girl (sprinkle me, girl)
Sprinkle me, girl (sprinkle me, girl)
Suga, Suga (uh, that's what they call me)
That's my sista (I ain't right)
Sprinkle me, girl (sprinkle me, girl)
Sprinkle me, girl (sprinkle me, girl)
Sprinkle me, girl (sprinkle me, girl)
Sprinkle me, girl (sprinkle me, girl)
Check the flotation
Niggas PHin' on a playa makin' mega (uh)
Tryna knock the hustle just because we way too major
(E they try to test your testicles, you know that shit ain't cool)
Suga, don't make me have to come up out the sound booth (uh)
And act a fuckin' fool (a fool)
(All these old ho-cake ass niggas, they make me so damn sick)
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom on a trick (uh)
Playa player for false and get rubbed off, ya don't want malse (don't want malse)
Fuck around and get evaporated (evaporated)
'Cause I'm a timer, timer (timer, timer)
Forty water (forty water)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man, uh)
Big timer, timer (big timer)
Forty water (forty water)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
Sprinkle me, man (sprinkle me, man)
That's what we do, biatch (that's what we do, uh)
Understand this shit (understand it)
What's happenin' Suga, you in this bitch with me?
(Haha, thought you heard)
Yeah, that's what we do for the motherfuckin', nine-five
(Ha, for the nine-five, yeah)
Sick Wid It Records, Jive all the time
(Understandin' the system, man)
It's Mob City, V-Town, it's Mob City
It's Mob City V-Town, niggas
(Mobbin' through ya hood)
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