LYRICS
PresidentialYoungbloodz -
Ya, yeah... A-town is on again...a-town, a-town A-town, yeah
Y'all kno how we do round this town...
Youngbloodz...Lil' Jon.
Choke dat fiend nawha mean
Hat lean..clothes smell like green...
And some white teesand white briefs
I buy bread, real g's get cheese..
Back to the streets
Back wit Lil' Jon
Back for the a-town
Reppin for the slums
Put your hood up, show a nigga where you're from
And if they hate that, then get da job done.
What we ridin?
Big wheels
Choppin hard
Like bill!
What we drankin?
Dat patron
Keep the bottle poppin all night long
What we smokin?
Dat kush
Presidential shit....George Bush.
How we do it?
Like dis
Get crunk big big big big big......
16, Imma give it ta ya raw
Take it to ya ass, slap ya clean cross the jaw
Now where dey at? You want some?
See, I don't think y'all really want none
See, I'm back wit a whole new clip
With a badass chick, on some brand new shit
Now put em up...to the sky...ya get ****ed, get drunk, get high
Shake em off, ya know what to do
Take it to the flo, call out ya whole crew
Like what? Knuck if you buck
See we still don't give a damn
And I never gave a ****
See I'm, big timin
Wrists stay blindin
Wit 4 or 5 freaks, and my pinky ring shinin
I stay grindin, and true to the streets
If you ever need to find me...then you know where we can meet....
What we ridin?
Big wheels
Choppin hard
Like bill!
What we drankin?
Dat patron
Keep the bottle poppin all night long
What we smokin?
Dat kush
Presidential shit George Bush.
we How do it?
Like dis
Get crunk big big big big big
I fill a big bank, and drank drank
That's why I got a purpe sprite, and y'all ain't
I ride big rims, seein me is tallest
So when ya step down, baby gurl don't fall
Y'all niggas know the name, they call me Sean Paul
And I ain't got no flowers to sell, breakin the law
Niggas call me hard, 'cause I'm hard and I'm raw
Can't call me dat fiend wasnt here to make ya coffin
It's always beside me, watch got diamonds
I ain't part timin, I'm full time grindin
The sun wasn't shining, live nigga's blindin'
Niggas with the dimes in the whips that I be ridin'
And I don't pull em out, until the trunk beat
And ya can see ya movie sittin in the back seat
They wild on the east, they live in these streets
So Imma keep my piece sittin on the front seat...
What we ridin?
Big wheels
Choppin hard
Like bill!
What we drankin?
Dat patron
Keep the bottle poppin all night long
What we smokin?
Dat kush
Presidential shit. George Bush.
How we do it?
Like dis
Get crunk big big big big big......
Lil' Jon he drop the beat ................rup-solo.........