The party gettin' Rowdy
You think them boys some steppas? Nah nigga I doubt it
I use to be the jug take some out before it's counted
Mama say I lost my mind I'm feelin like I found it
Nigga trapping on da block I asked to see his permit
God gave us dis little tree what made us think to burn it
2 big bullet to his head bowling ball I split it
I won't lift a finger but I guarantee u get hit
Teachin hoes a lesson after dat I gotta dismiss
Stacking all dis CHEESE u might think I'm from the Swiss
Shawty say I rocked her world but she hate me like Chris
Strapped up like a dike instead I got my blick
Boy I got a gun please don't threaten me wit fist
You know yeen like dat boy yo ma gone have a fit
Ima up it get to spraying do the matrix still won't miss
Big chain on me same color as my piss
Why would I go out when it's within? Marshawn Lynch
Natural selection u a dodo im a finch
You buck on me I grab a glock, that's my way to flinch
Updated gettin broccoli use to take shit like da grinch
If you run up you get drenched
They asking me, asking me, asking me
Like what is ya remedy, boy yeen shit to me ,I got them glocks & 223's
I pop at ya pops I pop at the opps it's my time on the clock like 2 or 3
Young thug like gunna who is you fooling? BITCH Stop all the foolery yea one of one customs yea drip drip Chamillion Coterie
Imma beast ain't no holding me
All this drip on my body, can't keep these do1 hoes off a me
D1 gone slide d1 gone ride, my neck is froze in jewelry
Young nigga he a dancer
Can't cure me like cancer
Might f*ck a bad bitch on camera
And we got plenty ammo put the lean in my Fanta now imma dirty dancer
The party gettin' Rowdy
You think them boys some steppas? Nah nigga I doubt it
I use to be the jug take some out before it's counted
Mama say I lost my mind I'm feelin like I found it
Rowdy (feat. Yungm) Video (MV)
Performed By: DayDay Houdini
Language: English
Length: 2:24
Written by: Jaden Washington, Mario Gates Jr
DayDay Houdini - Rowdy (feat. Yungm) Lyrics
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The party gettin' Rowdy
You think them boys some steppas? Nah nigga I doubt it
I use to be the jug take some out before it's counted
Mama say I lost my mind I'm feelin like I found it
Nigga trapping on da block I asked to see his permit
God gave us dis little tree what made us think to burn it
2 big bullet to his head bowling ball I split it
I won't lift a finger but I guarantee u get hit
Teachin hoes a lesson after dat I gotta dismiss
Stacking all dis CHEESE u might think I'm from the Swiss
Shawty say I rocked her world but she hate me like Chris
Strapped up like a dike instead I got my blick
Boy I got a gun please don't threaten me wit fist
You know yeen like dat boy yo ma gone have a fit
Ima up it get to spraying do the matrix still won't miss
Big chain on me same color as my piss
Why would I go out when it's within? Marshawn Lynch
Natural selection u a dodo im a finch
You buck on me I grab a glock, that's my way to flinch
Updated gettin broccoli use to take shit like da grinch
If you run up you get drenched
They asking me, asking me, asking me
Like what is ya remedy, boy yeen shit to me ,I got them glocks & 223's
I pop at ya pops I pop at the opps it's my time on the clock like 2 or 3
Young thug like gunna who is you fooling? BITCH Stop all the foolery yea one of one customs yea drip drip Chamillion Coterie
Imma beast ain't no holding me
All this drip on my body, can't keep these do1 hoes off a me
D1 gone slide d1 gone ride, my neck is froze in jewelry
Young nigga he a dancer
Can't cure me like cancer
Might f*ck a bad bitch on camera
And we got plenty ammo put the lean in my Fanta now imma dirty dancer
The party gettin' Rowdy
You think them boys some steppas? Nah nigga I doubt it
I use to be the jug take some out before it's counted
Mama say I lost my mind I'm feelin like I found it
You think them boys some steppas? Nah nigga I doubt it
I use to be the jug take some out before it's counted
Mama say I lost my mind I'm feelin like I found it
Nigga trapping on da block I asked to see his permit
God gave us dis little tree what made us think to burn it
2 big bullet to his head bowling ball I split it
I won't lift a finger but I guarantee u get hit
Teachin hoes a lesson after dat I gotta dismiss
Stacking all dis CHEESE u might think I'm from the Swiss
Shawty say I rocked her world but she hate me like Chris
Strapped up like a dike instead I got my blick
Boy I got a gun please don't threaten me wit fist
You know yeen like dat boy yo ma gone have a fit
Ima up it get to spraying do the matrix still won't miss
Big chain on me same color as my piss
Why would I go out when it's within? Marshawn Lynch
Natural selection u a dodo im a finch
You buck on me I grab a glock, that's my way to flinch
Updated gettin broccoli use to take shit like da grinch
If you run up you get drenched
They asking me, asking me, asking me
Like what is ya remedy, boy yeen shit to me ,I got them glocks & 223's
I pop at ya pops I pop at the opps it's my time on the clock like 2 or 3
Young thug like gunna who is you fooling? BITCH Stop all the foolery yea one of one customs yea drip drip Chamillion Coterie
Imma beast ain't no holding me
All this drip on my body, can't keep these do1 hoes off a me
D1 gone slide d1 gone ride, my neck is froze in jewelry
Young nigga he a dancer
Can't cure me like cancer
Might f*ck a bad bitch on camera
And we got plenty ammo put the lean in my Fanta now imma dirty dancer
The party gettin' Rowdy
You think them boys some steppas? Nah nigga I doubt it
I use to be the jug take some out before it's counted
Mama say I lost my mind I'm feelin like I found it
Writer: Jaden Washington, Mario Gates Jr
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid