Hunnet Round - Jimmy Neutron Lyrics

They be lying on me , say they riding on me , they know I don't go nowhere without that iron on me...
Gotta automatic choppa riding around wit 2 ps , in a 350z 2 straps tucked under the seat... (like pham)
I do the dash & I'm bout to crash yea I'm on they ass fr...
Put on the mask & pick up the flag , it's back to the past for real...
I keep a toolie on all of my dawgs & I gotta blast forreal...
I gotta bitch , that hoe so classy but I like them nasty heels...
I do the dash & I'm bout to crash yea I'm on they ass fr...
Put on the mask & pick up the flag , it's back to the past for real...
I keep a toolie on all of my dawgs & I gotta blast forreal...
I gotta bitch , that hoe so classy but I like them nasty heels...
I keep a toolie on all of my dawgs & I gotta blast forreal...
Big head yea jimmy neutron I'm bout ta crash forreal...
I used to sleep on the couch no futon , I know how a palet feel...
I want the green , no salad no croutons , I want the fattest meal...
Make me a bigger plate , cant take no hoe on a dinner date...
Told that lil bitch ain't no screaming rape , just f*ck her face I never penetrate...
I'm tryna make me a bigger cake , cut off them niggas they bitter snakes , aye how you gone go against the grain...
Every since then shit aint been the same...
Damn f*ck having feelings , reach fa the top like the ceiling , they say the skies the limit..
I'm in the bity , riding thru yo side of memphis , this shit don't look like the trenches...
I gotta 50 , it's tapped onside of a 50 , if you want it you can get it...
I'm in yo mentions , but the next time ya mention me tell em that I mean business...
I do the dash & I'm bout to crash yea I'm on they ass fr...
Put on the mask & pick up the flag , it's back to the past for real...
I keep a toolie on all of my dawgs & I gotta blast forreal...
I gotta bitch , that hoe so classy but I like them nasty heels...
I do the dash & I'm bout to crash yea I'm on they ass fr...
Put on the mask & pick up the flag , it's back to the past for real...
I keep a toolie on all of my dawgs & I gotta blast forreal...
I gotta bitch , that hoe so classy but I like them nasty heels...
Riding thru the hood on a bike like deebo , pistol on my hip , on the hunt to find nemo...
Everybody gangsta til they ass turn nino , big piru but get you wacked bout a c note...
I'm rolling 7s casino , 7 - 11 lil bitch I cant fall off...
I'm in the yo going beast mode , step in this booth get hit wit a sawed off...
I got some troops whenever they steppin it's outta my hands can't call off...
Play pussy if ya want , infared beam knock a f*ck nigga balls off...
I blow a bag in a mall walk , conversation cash no small talk , ballin like bow wow...
Just heard the uni go pow pow , everybody down now , face on the ground now...
Don't make a sound , no sudden moves , empty the safe you know the rules...
Stay in yo place or pay me my dues , told that lil bitch gotta go wit the move...
Gas & lean switching moods , one minute I'm high next minute I doze off...
Don't let them hoes in my booth , cause we gettin lose & bitch ion know y'all...
I do the dash & I'm bout to crash yea I'm on they ass fr...
Put on the mask & pick up the flag , it's back to the past for real...
I keep a toolie on all of my dawgs & I gotta blast forreal...
I gotta bitch , that hoe so classy but I like them nasty heels...
I do the dash & I'm bout to crash yea I'm on they ass fr...
Put on the mask & pick up the flag , it's back to the past for real...
I keep a toolie on all of my dawgs & I gotta blast forreal...
I gotta bitch , that hoe so classy but I like them nasty heels...