Fix My Ha

Swagga in place

Now let me get to it

I'm badder than your nigga and the niggas next to him

I do me bitch what are you doin

Teardrop tune got you bitches boo hoo'in

Weezy F baby ga ga goo goo'in

And girl I swear if you start chewing I'm suing

Hahah yea

And to the paper I'm gluin'

And my trunk ain't big but big enough to fit you in

Have your people like where the hell you, and

They find ya ass with everything but movement

And money talks and I speak it fluent

And I keep them tools so don't be screwin'

Around uptown in this bitch like all week

Young Money on the grind no off days

Young Money got cheese like hog head

Now lay it down just like MJG and ball said

Yea and I'm, I'm so hard body

So, I'm so hard body

Pshh

What you nigga wanna do?

That's a big difference from what you gonna do

Yea

Spotlight on you yea

Hahah

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My hat, my hat

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My brother G say you boys ain't shit

(you can't name a bad bitch that the boy ain't with)

Same bad bitch that the boy came with

Same bad bitch that you boys can't get

I be goddamned if them all Wayne heads

Take your girl and straight? that bitch

You know my niggas? yea I give 'em all that bitch

Then drop her ass off and never call that bitch

Ya digg?

My brother Mack Maine taught me that

I swear it's like that nigga wrote the game almanac

Dude... how could you even want her back?

And just in case she forget my name

I made her get it on her back

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Hollygrove animal

Come on try and tame me

Tell your ma I'm bad and

Tell your grandma why I'm dangerous

Tell your pa he pussy

Tell your brother he a bitch

I own 'em all mark set go in this shit

I'm thuggin' this bitch

On some rock and roll shit

Need calamine lotion

See my pockets swoll bitch

And they wonder why I sing and changed all my outfits

Cause all y'all rappers ain't talkin bout shit

I'm a ball out bitch and

Boy I wish all y'all assholes get off my dick

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New Orlean til I die

Second line second line tambourines in the sky

Yeah...

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Let me fix my hat

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My hat, my hat

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Let me fix my gat

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