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(feat. Bun-B, E-40, Pitbull, Polow Da Don, Jermaine Dupri, A-Rab, DJ Unk, Big Kuntry, Tech) [Chorus x2: V.I.C.] Get Silly, Get Silly, Get Silly, Get Silly [Verse 1: V.I.C.] Yeeeaaaahhhhh I'm feeling myself And with the number one single I am feeling my wealth Yeeeaaaahhhhh Now what'chu know about me Call me mister 08, cause this year about me Now I'm the rookie of the year, but I'm major in the league So HA you know it haters stay away from me You don't wanna see the chopper when them boys Get Silly And they rangin on yo block and yo brains like chillay [Verse 2: Soulja Boy] My chain too silly, my watch to dumb Only rapper on Myspace with more friends than Tom One for the money, two for the count Riding in a vehicle I can't even pronouce S.O.D. Money Gang, money keep stacking And I leaked every song and still went platinum Fruit Loops silly candy painted flavored cars You are a prisoner behind these eight bars Songtexte [Chorus x2] [Verse 3: Bun B] Ok It's big Bun-Beater baby Southern OG I'm Pimp C's brother, everybody knows me Coming from the P.A.T., with mister V.I.C. Young Mogul E.N.T., if you don't like it either leave I got ringtone this, and ringtone that Try to label southern dance music ringtone rap They capping on the cool but ain't a damn thing funny They ain't hatin on the music, they hatin on the money [Verse 4: E-40] OOH My house so silly, my money so silly I make mo in a week, then your parent's do yearly My ring so silly, my ice so silly The rocks on my watch, make the haters wanna kill me The hundred round drum on my gun so dumb That it will fly yo head all the way to London I'm sick with it like Lil Weezy I'm a Millle Gotta short fuse and I'm throwin like a fizzbie [Chorus x2] [Verse 5: Pitbull] I play no games on the flow it's silly And if you disrespect say hi to the 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 millie Get pealed like a dutch and spit like a filly Oh really Them boys on the block, them boys on the road, them boys on the trap they know they dealin Make it rain for the days and the nights and nights I'm a hit to the strip club When you see them choppers at the back window, better run for your life bro These boys crazy derainged either silly maybe The way she shook her ass I told the girl you silly baby [Verse 6: Polow Da Don] V.I.C., Collipark, POLOW DA DON (Get Money) Pretty ladies (Get Silly) shake yo Double D (titties) My thugs throw it up if you a G off in yo (city) Fuck a nigga (try to rob me) had to get a bust a (missi) {Wait a minute Mothafuclka} Then I gotta call from (Diddy) Then I gotta call from (fifty) Then I gotta call from (Jimmy) Then I gotta call from Jack like I'm bout to make a millie (OOH WEE) Christina Millie (OOH WEE) You lookin preety (OOH WEE) You need to holla the next time you in my city [Verse 7: Jermaine Dupri] I'm the leader of the silly shit jus ask my counting Ya'll niggas make it rain I call my shit the water fountain With a push of a button shawty, you could get more Homie, why they think they leave you when I walk to the door? If I had to compare myself to any I'm something like a Spartan Jay be the big stagn in the A since Martin Double rock the College Park, I mean what more can I say? I switch my chain with my car, switch my car by the day So fuck what'cha heard, I'm the man girlfriend Pulling up in the race cars this nigga just gotta benz He on 106 new joint I'm a MTV big ten And after this he ain't never goin see yo ass again I'm too silly [Chorus x2] [Verse 8: A-Rab] A-Rab too silly, my clique to silly Eighteens in the back make the car pop a willie SOD Money Gang catch me on TV A-Rab President, Boss S-Beezy Swag you ain't seen me you cannot steal it Now watch the dance flow as opposite to kill it You do not get it, I be getting money Same hatin hammy down looking at my funny [Verse 9: DJ Unk] You already know yo boy UNK stay up in my (biz-ay) The fellas in the back that was me twisting that (filly) My charm too silly, my flow's just silly Plus I keep the grand daddy purp at my shows I'm silly They regonize me from Atlanta straight up to (Philliy) Went from nobody to fortune plus my fame is silly I can't even eat without signing my name (that's silly) I can't even sleep without getting some brain (that's silly) [Chorus x2] [Verse 10: Big Kuntry King] You know who this is mayn Big Kuntry Kang Come on I'm Grand Hustle pimp (yes) to the meat and bones (yes) I'm eating out these niggas plates and I ain't leave a bone (naw) Tryna pick a bone, homie best leave me alone (what) Cause I'm silly with this kay I'll chop ya homes I gotta illy flow (flow) stupid, stupid doe (doe) Spend a hundred grand silly mayn I spend some more (yes) So much swag, you don't know what swagger that I'm on The man in the mirror can't even hang, homes [Verse 11: Tech] Errbody know me Tech jame mothafucka I'm certified in the streets I get silly with the k, silly with the pom Nigga act a fool, I get silly when I'm dumb I'm collipark's young mogul ya dig My money got money I'm so sick of it And ya'll niggas hatin your so senitive This verse so gangsta, they gon sis ta dis [Verse 12: V.I.C.] I'm as silly as the fellos, I say hello To da girls shoot them with my arrows they turn to jello Between my pillows and sheets I beats and beats Yes, I return it I'm a beast in speak the least Yes me is and I'm liking it very much I'm smoking on various forms of good Calabus That is what Andy does, as well as some other shit Silly shit really silly shit cause I'm ignorant Fuck it baby Aus Songtexte Mania