Da the da dammit man
Da the da dammit man
Da the da dammit man
Da the da dammit man
Da the da dammit man
Da the da dammit man
Da the da dammit man
Da the da dammit man

[Chorus]
When you see them boys round ya way holla dammit man
When you see them boys round ya way holla dammit man
When you see them boys round ya way holla dammit man
When you see them boys round ya way holla dammit man
Y'all can't mess with us
Y'all can't play with us
Y'all can't mess with us
Y'all can't play with us

This like mother nature
I really don't give a fuck
We can do it in the club
We can do it outside
We can do it right now what
Little buddie easie up
Please don't cross me like jesus
I ain't got nothing to prove
As a matter fact I done proved everybody wrong yes sir
Only chico in the south yes sir that's putting it down yes sir
That would be me p.i.t. yes sir
Its all supply and demand
Me I supply the demand
I understand that y'all wanna be me cause I am the man
Mommy threw me on my back and I was like I was like dammit man
Then she jump on my mouth and I was like I was like hum hum hum hum
One mo-gin
Mommy threw me on my back and I was like I was like dammit man
Then she jump on my mouth and I was like I was like hum hum hum hum
Dam Jimmie I wish you were here now
Rest in peace to that chico name screw
Thanks for believing in me this ones for you

[Chorus]

Yep yep
When I pull up they like dammit man
In that black phantum man
Cause they can't stand it man
Chain 200 grand
Watch with matchin' band
I'm rockin' 3 clovas (why?)
I'm from clova land
I'm drinkin' gray goose
You drinkin' redbull
I hang with zero
I roll with Pitbull
28 we tip on
Candy paint we drip wet
I be in new york with killa cam and dip set
I'm packin2 bangers the other rapper ain't gangsta (why?)
You had to say my name and you still ain't famous (dam)
Clover G's don't take no shit we bake them bitches to come up
Keep runnin' you lip my gun on my hip so don't run up
Creepin' on a come up
With million dollar shoe deal
Old cars with new wheels
Yellow rocks in blue steal
You know lil' flip got skills
You know lil' flip got mills
You can ask b.e.t how the fuck I live
They know I'm rich as fuck
So nuck if you buck
Cause down in Houston Texas
We jammit screwed up
We riddin' 84's and we also poppin' trunk

Writer : BAKER, DERRICK/SCHEFFER, JAMES/PEREZ, ARMANDO
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing