webbie – ain’t leaving trill lyrics
“ain’t leaving trill”
(feat. lil phat)
[verse 1: webbie]
i qotta fully automatic, two-bananas dats a hundred
you already kno the story, some lil n-gg-s owe me money
i came out here got on, i’m on homies acting funny
i left them n-gg-s alone cuz i felt the jack was coming
i shoot up to atlanta, i be rollin down the strip
they be on e like i’m tip, i’ll chill then i’ll dip
up above to the club, to manhattan see whats crackin
girl will lick e like i’m 50 or i’m jigga, i be laughing
me and boo from baton rouge,get that big ragedy we be stackin
we be packing them big rougers put you losers on a platter
make some moves up to st. louis, then get nelly on the telley
watching belly shooting dice and betin thousand on the seven
seen kelly in chicago f-ck it yo showed me the club
we went in and popped some bottles, everybody showed me love
ain’t no telling where we goin and it don’t matter where we was
mane i can go where ever the f-ck i want simply because
[chorus]
how many records you sold, i wont with you when you drove
so i don’t kno how you n-gg-s roll, i ain’t leaving trill
i kno you n-gg-s hoes, y’all be talking to them folks
y’all be creepin in that road, ima get you outta here
f-ck how many records you sold, i wont with you when you drove
so i don’t kno how you n-gg-s roll, i ain’t leaving trill
i kno you n-gg-s hoes, y’all be talking to them folks
y’all be creepin in that road, ima get you outta here
[verse 2: lil phat]
i be the trill fam, n-gg- don’t forget the youging
you don’t kno how i’m coming hoe look let a n-gg- run it
i’m like a monkey out the zoo, i’m like a jordan tennis shoe
its a southside thing from jimmy lou, the illest shoe
i kno my trill fam n-gg-s oh they gon ride for me (ride for me)
and all them ones who ain’t convicted
oh they take five for me (take five for me)
we f-cking bad bithes don’t f-ck with them sadd b-tches
don’t like lil bitty hoes we f-cking with the phat b-tches
ain’t no lil lenty hoes, i mean my knot be way fatter
and if you f-ck with me you hear that ratta tatta tatta
we cut up and and we show out from bently to phantoms
a n-gg- a punk a b-tch we stamp’em
we shining on them yeah we grimmy like a mothaf-cka
climbing on them yeah we grinding like a mothaf-cka
drink yo hard liqour ima sip my cold cup
you can be from outta town imma make you put them fours up
[chorus]
how many records you sold, i wont with you when you drove
so i don’t kno how you n-gg-s roll, i ain’t leaving trill
i kno you n-gg-s hoes, y’all be talking to them folks
y’all be creepin in that road, ima get you outta here
f-ck how many records you sold, i wont with you when you drove
so i don’t kno how you n-gg-s roll, i ain’t leaving trill
i kno you n-gg-s hoes, y’all be talking to them folks
y’all be creepin in that road, ima get you outta here
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