(Wodie, Shawty, Shawty, Wodie) X4
Now this one there that for them country folk
Them heavy Chevy ridin` players with them hundred spokes
And when I holla shawty shawt I know ya hear me, hoe
And since you hard like blow, now tell me what you in for
You and your partner ride a Benz, but your endz low
You shake it, we take it, that`s how we get it on the blow
You, you wit, that`s how we do it shawty, you ain`t know?
How to get it, willing to risk it with my cashload
We sweepin`, really we creepin`, I chop you up bro
Me and my nigga dead serious, like facin` death row
`Bout that paper, my nigga serious bout that cashflow
Punk ass, while I be comin` straight up out that Alto
ATL and New Orleans will chop you up, bro
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Now where I`m from, we say Wodie
And where I`m from, we say Shawty
ATL and New Orleans
Now how we do it when we do it Wodie, (U-Way)
Now where I`m from, we say Wodie
And where I`m from, we say Shawty
ATL and New Orleans
Now how we do it when we do it Shawty, (U-Way)
`Gon slide them thangs out that attic, time ta polish `em down
We about to get it krunk, and let the violence go down
Niggas ducked off in cuts, niggas sittin` on top of houses
Pull my gun out like What!, niggas run away like cowards
Smoke angeldust, be ridin` at night in Jags and stuff
And hit a nigga, prolly turn into a massacre
I`m tellin` ya
Please don`t play, cause all day I been inhalin` blunts
And my whole mind is blown away
I feel like killing stuff {Skurt!}
I pull up in a dropped Hummer
And shoot 50 at them cocksuckers
Say biaatch, it don`t, Wodie let me get `em
Just gimme the word, Unless shawty gonna spit `em
Nigga`s blessings be with `em, cause Lil Wayne burn niggas
Bet them they gon try up for listenin` flippin` jurn(?) niggas
Y`all better learn niggas, If ya dumb, she can`t chea(?)
Represent Cash Money, for all time, ATL. (Atlanta)
We be them boys, have fro`s with them grills
And we be them boys, who gon` show you how it is
From New Orleans, to ATL, my nigga, we let it loose
So watch what you sayin`, before we back the tap on you
I got a, teck, it`s on
From the night to the early morn
Young Bloodz, and Hot Boys, see we gon` let this shit be known
Brother it`s on, we gone, see we gon` hit you with some shit
To make you bop ya head, and cut the food straight on that bitch
Don`t be surprised, in time, cause we gon` show you how we do it
Cause when we do it, that`s how we do it, Snizza off that fluid
So get to it, my nigga
And don`t you fall, my nigga
It`s Attic Crew, with Cash Money, on the rise (rise, rise, rise)
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