Bow wow self made

Ah nigga, never mind, let it blow Looks it when yo nigga shine with a glow Man you probably need to go and get up here and change I know what you're gleaming, I know what you're gleamin I'm with you by the nigga though Damn, mm mm, you don't really wanna do that nigga Fall back come come now now Trust me, violent my little bro and I won't be the nigga out for my nigga Bow Wow The merry the body, in one of my compounds Ya'll know what they do Motherfucker better bow down! Cash money, young money, bitch we fuckin do it. Pull off the top, closer to God Stash in the glove box This will knock yo head off, you can call it body crop Photo shop, quiet, I'm the shtt like a soda pop Call me Georgia stadium, yea I get that dome a lot Okay, young with money, cash money ha You don't know about it, come and find out Man I go hard, live young, die alone Too many bad bitches, I don't ever check my phone I ball hard, man I'm in my zone YMC king, sitting on the throne My shit the bomb, wake up early, getting it, I'm gone Everything with me right, if you don't fuck with me then you wrong I ball hard, man I'm in my zone Self-made nigga, yea I did it on my own Ya'll know who it is! Mob livin, painting my city on my ceiling We ain't trippin, we just trickin, tax cash money endless Whole team winnin, sees Versace in em License plates say you so crazy they think Martin in it You watch yo limit to fly, nigga I'm an attendant Don't play me hard, I keep a shot, give her the rainis One pop hop, fakes gathered a real pop up Man we don't care about you or your crew, word to papa Sayin shit that you got every day a different watch Cartier, call the cops, sweepin these niggas like where's the mop?

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Ah nigga, never mind, let it blow Looks it when yo nigga shine with a glow Man you probably need to go and get up here and change I know what you're gleaming, I know what you're gleamin I'm with you by the nigga though Damn, mm mm, you don't really wanna do that nigga Fall back come come now now Trust me, violent my little bro and I won't be the nigga out for my nigga Bow Wow The merry the body, in one of my compounds Ya'll know what they do Motherfucker better bow down!

Ah nigga, never mind, let it blow Looks it when yo nigga shine with a glow Man you probably need to go and get up here and change I know what you're gleaming, I know what you're gleamin I'm with you by the nigga though Damn, mm mm, you don't really wanna do that nigga Fall back come come now now Trust me, violent my little bro and I won't be the nigga out for my nigga Bow Wow The merry the body, in one of my compounds Ya'll know what they do Motherfucker better bow down!

Just brought a nigga in, now all of the biw in trouble When ya'll niggas get up on records It be soundin like ya'll niggas do a lot of soft right after you see a motherfucker like me come through Ya'll niggas stay, say enough and buh!

And let me get my money up Every weird bitch, even when I'm travellin to Moscow When I get up on these records and I spit It be soundin like a nigga getting beat up with a shovel YMCMB Just brought a nigga in, now all of the motherfuckers in trouble When ya'll niggas get up now records It be soundin like ya'll niggas do a lot of soft right After you see a motherfucker like me come through Ya'll niggas stay, say enough and buh!

Hey, look at me Mind on my cheddar, I got paper on my mind Murda rappers for a living and you next up in line In equisals with a bitch, then you know that she a diamond All bkw take is one call, so don't you get outta line wod Ya'll know who it is!

Bow Wow – Self Made Lyrics | Genius Lyrics

Bow Wow Self Made Feat. We getting it, now what the fuck ya'll doin?

Pull off the top, closer to God Stash in the glove box This will knock yo head off, you can call it body crop Photo shop, quiet, I'm the shtt like a soda pop Call me Georgia stadium, yea I get that dome a lot Okay, young bod money, cash money ha You don't know about it, come and find out Man I go hard, live young, die alone Too many bad bitches, I don't ever check my phone I ball hard, man I'm in my zone YMC king, sitting on the throne My shit the bomb, wake up early, getting it, I'm gone Mafe with me wkw, if you don't fuck with me then you wrong I ball hard, man I'm in my zone Self-made nigga, yea I did it on my own Ya'll know who it is!

Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language: Cash money, young money, bitch we fuckin do it Related. We go hard nigga, way wwow than ya'll niggas Find me up in the mall nigga, probably blowin racks on your broad nigga Tryna heat it up, all on my D Wade shit New kicks, can't find, he's mwde East Bay bitch Got a daughter now, gotta make my daughter proud In Ohio, do you know how much respect I get?

We getting it, now what the fuck ya'll doin?

Let em know Every single time you niggas see a sef pull up in the spot How about it when I come in and I pull up in the drop When I come in and I cock and pull the trigger and then I pop Yea, nigga see I'm doing it again God in the flesh and I'm killin, I'm a move it, I'm more calm than I'm fresh Killin em, abusing em and beatin niggas all up in the head while I'm losin em Back back back at it, let's go Everything about me be the shit you wanna get with Niggas got my man, count my se,f kinds different Fuck that, I'm about to get a little ignant Blap!

Maneva 08 Alok Favela feat. Cash money, young money, bitch we fuckin do it. Cash money, young money, bitch we fuckin do it Man I go hard, live young, die alone Too many bad bitches, I don't ever check my phone I ball hard, man I'm in my zone YMC king, sitting on the throne My shit the bomb, wake up early, getting it, I'm gone Everything with me right, if you don't fuck with me then you wrong I ball hard, man I'm in my zone Self-made nigga, yea I did it on my own Mob livin, painting my city on my ceiling We ain't trippin, we just trickin, tax cash money endless Whole team winnin, sees Versace in em License plates say you so crazy they think Martin in it You watch yo limit to fly, nigga I'm an attendant Don't play me hard, I sdlf a shot, give her the rainis One pop hop, fakes gathered a real pop up Man we don't care about you or your crew, word to papa Sayin shit that you got every day a different watch Cartier, call the cops, sweepin these niggas like where's the mop?

What does this song mean to you? Man Ww go hard, live wwo, die alone Too many bad bitches, I don't ever check my phone I ball hard, man I'm in my zone YMC king, sitting on the throne My shit the bomb, wake up early, getting it, I'm gone Everything with me right, if you don't fuck with me then you wrong I ball hard, man I'm in my zone Self-made nigga, yea I did it on my own We go hard nigga, way harder than ya'll niggas Find me up sflf the mall nigga, probably blowin racks on your broad nigga Tryna heat it up, all on my D Wade shit New kicks, can't find, he's an East Bay bitch Got a daughter now, gotta make my daughter proud In Ohio, do you know how much respect I get?

Let em know Every single time you niggas see sekf nigga pull up in the spot How about it when I come in and I pull up in the drop When I mdae in and I cock and pull the trigger and then I pop Yea, nigga see I'm doing it again God in the flesh and I'm killin, I'm a move it, I'm more calm than I'm fresh Killin em, abusing em and beatin niggas all up in the head while I'm losin em Back back back at it, let's go Everything about me be the shit you wanna get with Niggas got my man, count my money kinds different Fuck that, I'm about to get a little ignant Blap!

Mob livin, painting my city on my ceiling We ain't trippin, we just trickin, tax cash money endless Whole team winnin, sees Versace in em License plates say you so boww they think Martin in it You watch yo limit to fly, nigga I'm an attendant Don't play me hard, I keep a shot, give her the rainis One pop hop, fakes gathered a real pop up Man we don't care about you or your crew, word to papa Sayin shit that you got every day a different watch Cartier, call the cops, sweepin these niggas mmade where's the mop?

Self Made lyrics

You gotta check out. Please click here if you are not redirected within a few seconds. Pull off the top, closer to God Stash in the glove box This sepf knock yo head off, you can call it body crop Photo shop, quiet, I'm the shtt like a soda pop Call me Georgia wpw, yea I get that dome a lot Okay, young with money, cash money ha You don't know about it, come and find out.

Man I go hard, live young, die alone Too many bad bitches, I don't ever check my phone I ball hard, man I'm in my zone YMC king, sitting on the throne My shit the bomb, wake up early, getting it, I'm gone Everything with me right, if you don't fuck with me then you wrong I ball hard, man I'm in my zone Self-made nigga, yea I did it on my own.

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