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Cypress Tuh It's Mr. Ain't Shit (Ain't Shit) (Mr. Drexthejoint, though) Uh, uh Let's get one thing clear, y'all never did nothing to Drex, though (Nothin') I get bitches, I ain't worried 'bout my ex-ho (Nah) Ugly-ass bitch, I only want her for the neck, though (Woo) Wanna fight? Well, I'ma show you how this TEC blow Mark-ass nigga, you better change your name to Marco (Mark) All gas, somethin' like I'm Arco (Gas) No drive-bys, better put it up in park, bro We the reason why you lames don't come out after dark, bro Chunky-ass 40 for niggas that want problems (Problems) Man, stop bluffin', you ain't really want no drama (No drama) Been that nigga, you can even ask my mama (My mama) All I do is slide and bomb beats like Osama (Woo) Throw that ass for Drex, bitch, yеah, throw it back (Throw it back) A real hotboy, I think I need an ice pack (Woo) I know y'all made it y'all's, but can't gеt that nigga back (Uh) I know niggas out to get me, so I never ever lack I'm so BK, I'm still screamin' fuck Big Macs I would've fucked your bitch, but my niggas been hit that Stripped down your homie too, better come get his lick back Letras de cancionesGet fifteen G's in one day, my niggas flip that Drexthejoint, bro, probably mad I fucked your main ho (Main ho) Me and Kray was fuckin' bitches like the bang bros (Bang bros) On your top, hmm, somethin' like a Kangol (Uh, uh) And J Side is where them faggot niggas can't go (Uh) Bitch-ass nigga, man, you somethin' like a dyke bitch (Woo) She been a bop and you still tryna wife it (Huh) Who cooked this beat? Huh, that nigga Cypress (Cypress) I was with my dogs, yeah, somethin' like a sidekick Let's get one thing clear, y'all never did nothing to Drex, though (Nothin') I get bitches, I ain't worried 'bout my ex-ho (Nah) Ugly-ass bitch, I only want her for the neck, though (Woo) Wanna fight? Well, I'ma show you how this TEC blow Mark-ass nigga, you better change your name to Marco (Mark) All gas, somethin' like I'm Arco (Gas) No drive-bys, better put it up in park, bro We the reason why you lames don't come out after dark, bro Chunky-ass 40 for niggas that want problems (Problems) Man, stop bluffin', you ain't really want no drama (No drama) Been that nigga, you can even ask my mama (My mama) All I do is slide and bomb beats like Osama (Osama) From Letras Mania