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(Intro) JRB The Producer Go x8 Yeah,hold up (Verse) Fresh off the boat with my J's Better not get my snickers wet I fly motherfuckers so tell me why would I need a jet Just a kid from the hood that happens to be where the bitches at Fuck what you heard but keep it safe where Jimmy at Used to rhyme about animals, ducks they can really quack Got a chicken who rides like I'm giving her a piggy back And I don't ever sleep unless it's inside of her kitty cat But a man is a bitch and thus I won't snitch like a city rat We poppin' my nigga like we about to explode Then it's right back to business while all them niggers promote me I swag on you niggers and cry surf on them hoes 'Cause I'm kind of a big deal, motherfuckers know me Pull up on the scene and that burgundy stuntin' silly System beat awaking on the whole entire city The ten on the window makes it hard for niggaz to see me With that late touch adore hop on that bitch like I'm a geenie (Hook) People know me Letras de cancionesI'm kinda famous nigga People know me I'm kinda famous nigga (Verse) I'm in Jackson with them shoes off walking through the airport Head into an island it don't require a passport Which one asshole what the fuck you asked for Rolling with so many niggers like I'm on the task force I'm the fucking minority who don't care for authority Got so many bitches it's like I'm in a sororoty You seeing me man chilling here why the fuck would you bother me Pardon me? did I stutter my nigga? I'm in my jeep like I got robbed 'cause the roof and the doors gone Everyday she dress for the summer she can't keep her clothes on Hold on, oh I'm damn dawg you dead wrong Although it's irrelevant I don't fuck with the goverment Y'all niggers is small change we doin' big things Y'all lames blow mo smoking a hurricane My name reigns ,yours don't mean a damn thing So fuck your thing bitch 'cause (Hook x2) People know me I'm kinda famous nigga People know me I'm kinda famous nigga (Verse) You don't need to see me you already know who I is If not you need to get from under that rock where you live That's shit that you can wait to play for niggers back at the crib Doggy style to beat the way that I came down to this bitch,pause Now go ahead and drop it bangs like the cops is at your front door knocking Take my autograph and sell it if you tryna' make a profit Maybe you won't 'cause they know me they probably already got it Respect my elegance all my fellow americans In my all black everything like I'm one of the presidents Confident not arrogant plus I'm fresh as in peppermints Tipping strippers in hundreds like I won the large settlement Me Jamal and Slow got the flyers kick on our feet The shit I'm rocking now they still haven't even released Nossy neighbours look through their window to get a peek Ask about me in these motherfucking streets nigga 'cause (Hook x2) People know me I'm kinda famous nigga People know me I'm kinda famous nigga People know me From Letras Mania