Shoulder

She tried to get up but I bent that bitch over Causin' trouble in these streets, swervin' a Rover {And I'm right up on your ass, gang, gang, yeah it's over I say she the chosen one, "Why boy?", because I chose her Ever since I got older, I hate to be sober Got older, I hate to be sober And we put a big body bitch, just like a boulder Do it again, do it again Better watch over your shoulder} Gon' hit the backdrop, gon' hit the backdrop Give me top in my lap, now that's a laptop And we get lit (We get lit), like I was a match box And you know I ain't gonna call no bitch, better put that shit in the stash spot I know these niggas waitin' for me, I got music I could drop I got Balmain jeans, you can see these fat knots SRT real hot when I swerve up out the lot We gon' see if you real when I put you on the spot (Somebody stop him) Go have lunch, yeah, go have fun, so bitch, I'ma do it all night You know what I do in the SRT, we'll then go swerve your block And I don't give a fuck 'bout a stupid lil' bitch, no, no, no, I do not I don't know what the fuck I'ma get my secure, better get your slot, damn I remember old man sitting by the Texaco He told me one day I gotta eat up all my vegetables Ever since that day he told me I eat it up just like a Lunchable Now, look at me, big and strong, feelin' like Mr. Incredible She tried to get up but I bent that bitch over Causin' trouble in these streets, swervin' a Rover {And I'm right up on your ass, gang, gang, yeah it's over I say she the chosen one, "Why boy?", because I chose her Ever since I got older, I hate to be sober Got older, I hate to be sober And we put a big body bitch, just like a boulder Do it again, do it again Better watch over your shoulder}