Cory Mo (Cory Mo)
We came here to rock this bitch and make the beat go bigger
Bitches, cell phones up into the air and take a picture
After party and we takin' everybody with us
Everybody smokin', everybody drinking liquor
We be coming down, we be in the drop top
We be coming down, we be in the drop top
After party and we takin' everybody with us
Everybody smokin', everybody drinking liquor
R-E-A-L, I would never be F-A-K-E
F-A-T-B-O-Y standing ten toes down from Tennessee
Weed stickin' to my fingers, I love how the smell lingers
Studio we making bangers, pimp ho addict, f*ckin' Gers
Whatever the track (track)
I'm rappin' it up like I'm wrapping a pack (pack)
You niggas is wack (wack)
My vocabulary is bigger than Shaq (Shaq)
I go in my sack (sack)
Pull out a bud and roll up a Mack (Mack)
Pull up in Jack
Call Stokes and chop in the 'Lac
Rap just a tad
My flow come out like chopper bullets
Never stoppin' once you pull it
People screaming when they hear me
Dead rappers droppin'
Put 'em on a t-shirt
Line up them cars
Car, nigga, mama
Shouldn't have got me started
Young J with me, been one hunnid since back in the days with me
Blaze with me
Run the streets and on the stage with me
Dippin' through, how you do
Grip that green, dip that scene
Pimpin' means simply clean
Dipped up in the pain of lean
We came here to rock this bitch and make the beat go bigger
Bitches, cell phones up into the air and take a picture
After party and we takin' everybody with us
Everybody smokin', everybody drinking liquor
We be coming down, we be in the drop top
We be coming down, we be in the drop top
After party and we takin' everybody with us (with us)
Everybody smokin', everybody drinking liquor
Standing in front of these cameras
Snapshots take a picture (picture)
Tell your girlfriend to tell her girlfriend
Girlfriend to bring her with her (with her)
Now you say no and we say nah
And you say us and we say y'all
I got enough room in the back of the bus
If they rollin' with us we can take 'em all on the highways I reckon nowadays
We can roll up so low-key with the windows tinted
Put the Mack down, I'ma psych down
And the way I mack to a bitch is gonna put you back in it
One whole hibba' nigga snap right back
I'm the only nigga spit a rap like that
Pimp tight, MJG put pimp niggas on the map like that
Rollin' smells if it's T and make it he's a money pimpin' hoes again
Ready'd this game for a minute a lot of you haters wish that we would throw it in
The time was 'bout how we can't really be
Without real niggas in the end what would it be
A world without no ballin' G, you kidding, right?
You f*ckin' with me
That's why we do this for the love at first
But sometimes you find out the love, it hurts
But now I gotta make a lot of money with it
Show me where it's at and I'ma run and get it
Go and get them concert tickets
Bitches get in free 'til 12
Everybody get up, light this bitch up
Let's get f*cking wild as hell
We came here to rock this bitch and make the beat go bigger
Bitches, cell phones up into the air and take a picture
After party and we takin' everybody with us
Everybody smokin', everybody drinking liquor
We be coming down, we be in the drop top
We be coming down, we be in the drop top
After party and we takin' everybody with us
Everybody smokin', everybody drinking liquor
8Ball & MJG - Take a Picture [Bonus Track] Lyrics
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Cory Mo (Cory Mo)
We came here to rock this bitch and make the beat go bigger
Bitches, cell phones up into the air and take a picture
After party and we takin' everybody with us
Everybody smokin', everybody drinking liquor
We be coming down, we be in the drop top
We be coming down, we be in the drop top
After party and we takin' everybody with us
Everybody smokin', everybody drinking liquor
R-E-A-L, I would never be F-A-K-E
F-A-T-B-O-Y standing ten toes down from Tennessee
Weed stickin' to my fingers, I love how the smell lingers
Studio we making bangers, pimp ho addict, f*ckin' Gers
Whatever the track (track)
I'm rappin' it up like I'm wrapping a pack (pack)
You niggas is wack (wack)
My vocabulary is bigger than Shaq (Shaq)
I go in my sack (sack)
Pull out a bud and roll up a Mack (Mack)
Pull up in Jack
Call Stokes and chop in the 'Lac
Rap just a tad
My flow come out like chopper bullets
Never stoppin' once you pull it
People screaming when they hear me
Dead rappers droppin'
Put 'em on a t-shirt
Line up them cars
Car, nigga, mama
Shouldn't have got me started
Young J with me, been one hunnid since back in the days with me
Blaze with me
Run the streets and on the stage with me
Dippin' through, how you do
Grip that green, dip that scene
Pimpin' means simply clean
Dipped up in the pain of lean
We came here to rock this bitch and make the beat go bigger
Bitches, cell phones up into the air and take a picture
After party and we takin' everybody with us
Everybody smokin', everybody drinking liquor
We be coming down, we be in the drop top
We be coming down, we be in the drop top
After party and we takin' everybody with us (with us)
Everybody smokin', everybody drinking liquor
Standing in front of these cameras
Snapshots take a picture (picture)
Tell your girlfriend to tell her girlfriend
Girlfriend to bring her with her (with her)
Now you say no and we say nah
And you say us and we say y'all
I got enough room in the back of the bus
If they rollin' with us we can take 'em all on the highways I reckon nowadays
We can roll up so low-key with the windows tinted
Put the Mack down, I'ma psych down
And the way I mack to a bitch is gonna put you back in it
One whole hibba' nigga snap right back
I'm the only nigga spit a rap like that
Pimp tight, MJG put pimp niggas on the map like that
Rollin' smells if it's T and make it he's a money pimpin' hoes again
Ready'd this game for a minute a lot of you haters wish that we would throw it in
The time was 'bout how we can't really be
Without real niggas in the end what would it be
A world without no ballin' G, you kidding, right?
You f*ckin' with me
That's why we do this for the love at first
But sometimes you find out the love, it hurts
But now I gotta make a lot of money with it
Show me where it's at and I'ma run and get it
Go and get them concert tickets
Bitches get in free 'til 12
Everybody get up, light this bitch up
Let's get f*cking wild as hell
We came here to rock this bitch and make the beat go bigger
Bitches, cell phones up into the air and take a picture
After party and we takin' everybody with us
Everybody smokin', everybody drinking liquor
We be coming down, we be in the drop top
We be coming down, we be in the drop top
After party and we takin' everybody with us
Everybody smokin', everybody drinking liquor
We came here to rock this bitch and make the beat go bigger
Bitches, cell phones up into the air and take a picture
After party and we takin' everybody with us
Everybody smokin', everybody drinking liquor
We be coming down, we be in the drop top
We be coming down, we be in the drop top
After party and we takin' everybody with us
Everybody smokin', everybody drinking liquor
R-E-A-L, I would never be F-A-K-E
F-A-T-B-O-Y standing ten toes down from Tennessee
Weed stickin' to my fingers, I love how the smell lingers
Studio we making bangers, pimp ho addict, f*ckin' Gers
Whatever the track (track)
I'm rappin' it up like I'm wrapping a pack (pack)
You niggas is wack (wack)
My vocabulary is bigger than Shaq (Shaq)
I go in my sack (sack)
Pull out a bud and roll up a Mack (Mack)
Pull up in Jack
Call Stokes and chop in the 'Lac
Rap just a tad
My flow come out like chopper bullets
Never stoppin' once you pull it
People screaming when they hear me
Dead rappers droppin'
Put 'em on a t-shirt
Line up them cars
Car, nigga, mama
Shouldn't have got me started
Young J with me, been one hunnid since back in the days with me
Blaze with me
Run the streets and on the stage with me
Dippin' through, how you do
Grip that green, dip that scene
Pimpin' means simply clean
Dipped up in the pain of lean
We came here to rock this bitch and make the beat go bigger
Bitches, cell phones up into the air and take a picture
After party and we takin' everybody with us
Everybody smokin', everybody drinking liquor
We be coming down, we be in the drop top
We be coming down, we be in the drop top
After party and we takin' everybody with us (with us)
Everybody smokin', everybody drinking liquor
Standing in front of these cameras
Snapshots take a picture (picture)
Tell your girlfriend to tell her girlfriend
Girlfriend to bring her with her (with her)
Now you say no and we say nah
And you say us and we say y'all
I got enough room in the back of the bus
If they rollin' with us we can take 'em all on the highways I reckon nowadays
We can roll up so low-key with the windows tinted
Put the Mack down, I'ma psych down
And the way I mack to a bitch is gonna put you back in it
One whole hibba' nigga snap right back
I'm the only nigga spit a rap like that
Pimp tight, MJG put pimp niggas on the map like that
Rollin' smells if it's T and make it he's a money pimpin' hoes again
Ready'd this game for a minute a lot of you haters wish that we would throw it in
The time was 'bout how we can't really be
Without real niggas in the end what would it be
A world without no ballin' G, you kidding, right?
You f*ckin' with me
That's why we do this for the love at first
But sometimes you find out the love, it hurts
But now I gotta make a lot of money with it
Show me where it's at and I'ma run and get it
Go and get them concert tickets
Bitches get in free 'til 12
Everybody get up, light this bitch up
Let's get f*cking wild as hell
We came here to rock this bitch and make the beat go bigger
Bitches, cell phones up into the air and take a picture
After party and we takin' everybody with us
Everybody smokin', everybody drinking liquor
We be coming down, we be in the drop top
We be coming down, we be in the drop top
After party and we takin' everybody with us
Everybody smokin', everybody drinking liquor
Writer: Marlon Jermaine Goodwin, Premro Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.