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Thraxx Yeah Lawnchair a bitch and have her falling over (Okay) And then I pop a nigga melon like a Coca-Cola Skull and crossbones, yeah, I'm hoppin' out the Chevy Nova (Huh?) And I'ma punch a nigga head, give him a hematoma (Ha-ha) You ain't 'bout shit, now contact him, you know who it is And now your boy's blowin' up like he a pufferfish Oh, you do not like a nigga? Well, your fuckin' mother did I take your bags out the bank like I was Richie Rich I tell 'em, "All of my dogs don't fold" (No) Pull up with a knife, and we gon' pull up with a pole (Yeah) I tell 'em niggas, none of my dogs need homes Like a pitbull, I'm standin' on like sixteen toes On a Harley-Davidson, I'm runnin' up the mileage (Okay) Then I'ma chase your homies down and then I fuckin' fight And all your homies see me shoot 'em but no talk about it (Okay) Because you know the consequences if they press the problem (Huh?) And If I'm shootin', nigga, you know that I never miss (Okay) I cause destruction and a little bit of violence Be the result, bitch, queue the fuckin' violins I'm at yo wake with a stake and a silence And now your ribs all touchin', why the fuck you fussin'? (Huh?) SongtexteNigga, get some money, take me out of your discussion (Huh?) Your girl's all puffin', it's hard for them to muffle it (Huh?) Tell her, "Do some chin ups and maybe some fuckin' runnin'" I tell 'em, "All of my dogs don't fold" (No) Pull up with a knife, and we gon' pull up with a pole (Yeah) I tell 'em niggas, none of my dogs need homes Like a pitbull, I'm standin' on like sixteen toes Aus Songtexte Mania