Take Yo' Bitch

[Mr. Lil One (Talkin)]

Yeah it's mothafuckin Lil One

Back in here

With my dawg Shadow

Representin Beyond Entertainment

In the house

Makin all these phat ass tracks

For the bitches

For the hoes

And the nickel bags

Peep it out

Hey dawg tell em what time it is

Homie

[Mr. Shadow]

To all my people in them Lo-Lo Chevolets

Hittin corners rollin on them chrome daytonas

Flags on the back representin to the fullest

High lids poppin girls are jockin

After cruisin we can do this

Mobbin to the grill and parly all night

To the next day drinkin Allezay or Presidente

Swiggin Thinkin Slowly Blinkin

Starin at the bottle that we've been drinkin

Sinkin like a ship but still I ain't gon quit

And if you wanna bring the drama

You better be packin an extra clip

Don't slip cause if you fall

You won't get up at all

I rode with those fools

That'll make your lives forever stall

The darkest of them all

Packin clothes like county jail

Droppin bars like up in prison

When you're posted up in that cell

Shadow's bringin hits

Makin hoochies move their hips

Triple 6 - 1 - Triple 9

Buildin clout and stackin chips

Pow

[Chorus: Mr. Lil One]

We can make you dance

If you want us to [And you know this]

We can take yo bitch

If you want that to [Dumb ass]

[2x]

[Mr. Lil One]

I got a back full of latex

Gotta have the safe sex

Never mind a nickel bag

Fiendin for my pay check

Let's begin

Words up in the wind

It's Lil One and Shad

Comin through I fin to brag

Brag about the sickness

Bitches wanna hit this

We the Mistahs

Dressin like a drifter

Roamin earlier in the mornin

Bonin, vision gettin foggy

Fuck her like a doggy

Treat like a mut

She's a nickel bag slut

And back to the crib

Knownin what she did

The bitch already swallowed

And gobbled up my kids

Never did I trust her

Didn't even lust her

Just wanted to bust one

Give myself a quicky

The bitch was actin bitches

I knowin that she's flithy

Then back to the club

Gotta get my groove on

Bitches on my nuts

So time for me to move on

[Chorus]

[Mr. Shadow]

Ain't no tellin what we might do next

We on a misson

We headin to towards the border

Smokin a blunt in a expedtion

Lynchin any body tryin to act rowdy

In the land of the sick

Ain't no with's or but's about it

Down a revolution, full of prostitution

I thought I'd get a women

But that shit was an illusion

Cruisin with my dawgs

Brakin laws like it was legal

Now we're gettin pulled over

So I reach into my pocket

To get a C-Note

Like Gelo I got my nigga Irey hallusinatin

We got to hurry to club

I got them bitches waitin

I got the club

Gettin love from everybody

Cause everybody knows

About the Shadow after parties

Barcardi Allezay Henniasee and Don P

All these fools want to kick

Just to say they know me

Agony or ecstacy

It's either him or me

It's a daily routine

For me and the Little O-N-E

[Chorus]