Shawty Lo I got flavor Cause you know the kid got paper Like 40 don't sava BANKHEAD been pullin capas The way you drop woulda thought I had a taser Call me street like the raver? Shawty Lo, A.T. I'm in my cool whip insides jello Hop up out that pretty m_f*cka like hello, hello, hello Ladies how you doin Dat n_ crazy girl don't say nothin 2 em Dey know dey know got white low low Rock blue take one hello They know I give a f*ck about them haterz Young j_zle been gettin paper Rich wheels on da coup like savas Hit da club with 20 brawdz like flavor I'm on da top floor no neighbors Who u kiddin I get my 87's tailored Get Dey Know (Remix) ringtone on your mobile! Publisher: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.Young Jeezy & Shawty Lo They Know (Remix) Lyrics Written by: CHRISTOPHER BRIDGES, DWAYNE CARTER, JAY JENKINS, QUANDARIOUS JORDAN, QUANDARIUS JORDAN, ALGERNOD WASHINGTON, CORY WAY, CARLOS WILSON, LOUIS WILSON, RICHARD WILSON Edit 2: More details emerging - FOX5 reporting that authorities now say it was not a hit-and-run, driver lost control: Tweet from Natalie Fultz FOX5 Atlanta. Complex: Shawty Lo Killed in Hit-and-Run Accident. every time you see me got a new chainīut I am thee shit and they just poo stain Edit: Confirmed by his manager Johnny Cabell. I Caress two women but ain't no two Wayne's I'm focused I'm thinking like I got two brains I'm in that wide body I'm a need two lanesīlue Seats white paint wetter than new rainįeet hanging out the window jock my shoe gameĬause all my kicks fly like lu kang(ha ha) Su-Wu gang and if you ain't with it then you in the food chain I swear you can get a full clip not a sound bite Take a look at me I'm what you call street approvedĬut my dog off I heard he snitchin' too(ha)Īnd if it ain't money then I don't look right Put me anywhere I'm the realest nigga in the room(believe me) Got the streets on lock homie I can't lose Just bought a new choppa gon use it real soon They know I give a fuck about them haters (nope)įirst rap check bought choppers for everybodyīefore they know what's under my shirt the glock 40 Hop up out that pretty motherfucker like hello (hello) helloĭat nigga crazy girl don't say nothin' to 'em (ha ha) Think you can fuck with Luda then put a million of your cash up (hi) Take a picture of the mister it'll last longĪnd these haters get stretched out like a bad thong Or Six David Beckhams or a trunk full of kickers (ha ha ha) Mouth full of swishers or ridin' with ya sister (woo) Ridin' down 85 while I'm stuttin' on my Zixer (ern) So I took the top off like a playboy bunny (what up pops)Ĭatch me pimpin' in a robe and some slippers (oh) If you think Ludas not filthy you's a dummy (yep) You'll hear her scream from College Park to Decatur Real dope boyz so you know I trap or Dizzi
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