Nigga, you caught like Randy Moss
Nigga, come here, where you going? I don't know what you thought
Yeah, you know that shit getting clapped, Y'all better watch y'all mouth
Y'all niggas ain't really, really bout' the South
Somethin like baby, I'm four pockets full, I can't be in a drought
You ain't never been to the sko, welcome to the loud house
Whole gang on me, everybody eat, huh, everybody finna chow down
My fits gon' give your eyes the spins like the Kung Lao
Trapstar, rapstar
Push the Jaguar like NASCAR
You're getting a .5, less than what your asked for
Say you want smoke, yeah, we can take it there
Nah, I ain't doing no wrestling
You're getting toasted, like the Texas
No I can't beef bout' no hoe, you can have it
Y'all niggas broke, need to fix it
Nigga, you caught like Randy Moss
Nigga, come here, where you going? I don't know what you thought
Yeah, you know that shit getting clapped, Y'all better watch y'all mouth
Y'all niggas ain't really, really bout' the South
Yeah, I'm from the A-Town, yeah, the home of the f*cking Hawks
I'm from the town where niggas let the stick sing like Luther Vandross
And I'm smoking straight zotball
This shit making me do more than cough
I roll a leaf, y'all niggas smoking cigarillos
LIL X - I'M NOT WRESTLING Lyrics
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Nigga, you caught like Randy Moss
Nigga, come here, where you going? I don't know what you thought
Yeah, you know that shit getting clapped, Y'all better watch y'all mouth
Y'all niggas ain't really, really bout' the South
Somethin like baby, I'm four pockets full, I can't be in a drought
You ain't never been to the sko, welcome to the loud house
Whole gang on me, everybody eat, huh, everybody finna chow down
My fits gon' give your eyes the spins like the Kung Lao
Trapstar, rapstar
Push the Jaguar like NASCAR
You're getting a .5, less than what your asked for
Say you want smoke, yeah, we can take it there
Nah, I ain't doing no wrestling
You're getting toasted, like the Texas
No I can't beef bout' no hoe, you can have it
Y'all niggas broke, need to fix it
Nigga, you caught like Randy Moss
Nigga, come here, where you going? I don't know what you thought
Yeah, you know that shit getting clapped, Y'all better watch y'all mouth
Y'all niggas ain't really, really bout' the South
Yeah, I'm from the A-Town, yeah, the home of the f*cking Hawks
I'm from the town where niggas let the stick sing like Luther Vandross
And I'm smoking straight zotball
This shit making me do more than cough
I roll a leaf, y'all niggas smoking cigarillos
Nigga, come here, where you going? I don't know what you thought
Yeah, you know that shit getting clapped, Y'all better watch y'all mouth
Y'all niggas ain't really, really bout' the South
Somethin like baby, I'm four pockets full, I can't be in a drought
You ain't never been to the sko, welcome to the loud house
Whole gang on me, everybody eat, huh, everybody finna chow down
My fits gon' give your eyes the spins like the Kung Lao
Trapstar, rapstar
Push the Jaguar like NASCAR
You're getting a .5, less than what your asked for
Say you want smoke, yeah, we can take it there
Nah, I ain't doing no wrestling
You're getting toasted, like the Texas
No I can't beef bout' no hoe, you can have it
Y'all niggas broke, need to fix it
Nigga, you caught like Randy Moss
Nigga, come here, where you going? I don't know what you thought
Yeah, you know that shit getting clapped, Y'all better watch y'all mouth
Y'all niggas ain't really, really bout' the South
Yeah, I'm from the A-Town, yeah, the home of the f*cking Hawks
I'm from the town where niggas let the stick sing like Luther Vandross
And I'm smoking straight zotball
This shit making me do more than cough
I roll a leaf, y'all niggas smoking cigarillos
Writer: Cristian Mitchell
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