Arcaze on the beat
Ring around the rosy
Pocket full of Ben Franks
Ashes, we nip him in the bud
Spin his block like a tornado, VVS one
Choppa turn that lil' bitch to a flood
Woah
Y'all know what the f*ck goin' on man, G9 on the beat
Everything get slaughtered
Racks out, nigga man drop, I can't stop
I'm gon' black out and clear the whole park (okay, okay)
Said them niggas never surfed wit' me in that push to start (ain't nun)
You wasn't out here on turf wit' me thuggin' after dark (oh yeah, oh yeah)
You never 'bout somethin', bitch bye bye (ay)
Caught ya by the trash can, he jumped in it where he stand (oh yeah, oh yeah)
I'm stoppin' shit, Glock 9 in my pants (uh huh)
You itchy bitch, cabinet full of ants (okay, okay)
Quit dissin' bitch 'fore we pull up where you layin' (oh yeah)
Got the addy on yo' spot, sweep the block, spin again (It's over here)
Show no attention to you kids, I'm a man (oh yeah, oh yeah)
We get that dope shipped in, to sell on land (oh yeah that's motion)
Got suspended, I had smelled like contraband
A glock, jeopardy, shells was in my pants
I-I-I bet lil' Ricky got that glizzy on command
AFNF, I'm finna start my own brand (oh yeah yeah)
AFNF, I'm finna start my own plan
Hell nah, you can't join, cut off the friends
What I believe in, damn right I took a stand (I swear)
Now I'm achievein', successful grown man (oh yeah me)
I witness it, but I'm gon' lie, I punched down (I didn't see that shit)
I'm talkin' raise my right hand, free my mans
Me and lil' Shareal, remember surfin' in Sedans (oh yeah, oh yeah)
We gon' hurt ya G, if a pussy bitch keep playin', ay (bow bow bow bow)
Racks out, nigga man drop, I can't stop
I'm gon' black out and clear the whole park (okay, okay)
Said them niggas never surfed wit' me in that push to start (ain't nun)
You wasn't out here on turf wit' me thuggin' after dark (oh yeah, oh yeah)
You never 'bout somethin', bitch bye bye (ay)
Caught ya by the trash can, he jumped in it where he stand (oh yeah, oh yeah)
I'm stoppin' shit, Glock 9 in my pants (uh huh)
You itchy bitch, cabinet full of ants (okay, okay)
Ring around the rosy, pocket full of Ben Franks
Last year we nipped him in the bud (nip him in the bud)
Spin his block like a tornado, VVS ones
How we turn that lil' bitch to a flood (to a flood)
Sometime water might be thicker than that blood
You ain't do what I do but it is what it was (what it was, ay)
They done got it misconstrued from the jump
I be ridin' Presidential, f*ck a Trump (f*ck a Trump)
You say a Donald then I'm thinkin' of the duck (bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)
If he quack, watch his fellas gon' get plucked
You done made this shit more than what it was (uh huh ay)
I done gave you, penetrate, you gon' get bust (bow, bow, bow, bow)
Like a pimple, my lil' temper don't take fuss (at all, ay)
I don't talk, so how the f*ck did we discuss (how the f*ck?)
Ain't no comin' back, 'cause this shit cut, who to trust? (like who the f*ck)
After I hit that bitch, I gotta go, I caught my nut (i'm burning up)
Racks out, nigga man drop, I can't stop
I'm gon' black out and clear the whole park (okay, okay)
Said them niggas never surfed wit' me in that push to start (ain't nun)
You wasn't out here on turf wit' me thuggin' after dark (oh yeah, oh yeah)
You never 'bout 'somethin', bitch bye bye (ay)
Caught ya by the trash can, he jumped in it where he stand (oh yeah, oh yeah)
I'm stoppin' shit, Glock 9 in my pants (uh huh)
You itchy bitch, cabinet full of ants (okay, okay)
9lokkNine - Party Pooper Lyrics
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Arcaze on the beat
Ring around the rosy
Pocket full of Ben Franks
Ashes, we nip him in the bud
Spin his block like a tornado, VVS one
Choppa turn that lil' bitch to a flood
Woah
Y'all know what the f*ck goin' on man, G9 on the beat
Everything get slaughtered
Racks out, nigga man drop, I can't stop
I'm gon' black out and clear the whole park (okay, okay)
Said them niggas never surfed wit' me in that push to start (ain't nun)
You wasn't out here on turf wit' me thuggin' after dark (oh yeah, oh yeah)
You never 'bout somethin', bitch bye bye (ay)
Caught ya by the trash can, he jumped in it where he stand (oh yeah, oh yeah)
I'm stoppin' shit, Glock 9 in my pants (uh huh)
You itchy bitch, cabinet full of ants (okay, okay)
Quit dissin' bitch 'fore we pull up where you layin' (oh yeah)
Got the addy on yo' spot, sweep the block, spin again (It's over here)
Show no attention to you kids, I'm a man (oh yeah, oh yeah)
We get that dope shipped in, to sell on land (oh yeah that's motion)
Got suspended, I had smelled like contraband
A glock, jeopardy, shells was in my pants
I-I-I bet lil' Ricky got that glizzy on command
AFNF, I'm finna start my own brand (oh yeah yeah)
AFNF, I'm finna start my own plan
Hell nah, you can't join, cut off the friends
What I believe in, damn right I took a stand (I swear)
Now I'm achievein', successful grown man (oh yeah me)
I witness it, but I'm gon' lie, I punched down (I didn't see that shit)
I'm talkin' raise my right hand, free my mans
Me and lil' Shareal, remember surfin' in Sedans (oh yeah, oh yeah)
We gon' hurt ya G, if a pussy bitch keep playin', ay (bow bow bow bow)
Racks out, nigga man drop, I can't stop
I'm gon' black out and clear the whole park (okay, okay)
Said them niggas never surfed wit' me in that push to start (ain't nun)
You wasn't out here on turf wit' me thuggin' after dark (oh yeah, oh yeah)
You never 'bout somethin', bitch bye bye (ay)
Caught ya by the trash can, he jumped in it where he stand (oh yeah, oh yeah)
I'm stoppin' shit, Glock 9 in my pants (uh huh)
You itchy bitch, cabinet full of ants (okay, okay)
Ring around the rosy, pocket full of Ben Franks
Last year we nipped him in the bud (nip him in the bud)
Spin his block like a tornado, VVS ones
How we turn that lil' bitch to a flood (to a flood)
Sometime water might be thicker than that blood
You ain't do what I do but it is what it was (what it was, ay)
They done got it misconstrued from the jump
I be ridin' Presidential, f*ck a Trump (f*ck a Trump)
You say a Donald then I'm thinkin' of the duck (bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)
If he quack, watch his fellas gon' get plucked
You done made this shit more than what it was (uh huh ay)
I done gave you, penetrate, you gon' get bust (bow, bow, bow, bow)
Like a pimple, my lil' temper don't take fuss (at all, ay)
I don't talk, so how the f*ck did we discuss (how the f*ck?)
Ain't no comin' back, 'cause this shit cut, who to trust? (like who the f*ck)
After I hit that bitch, I gotta go, I caught my nut (i'm burning up)
Racks out, nigga man drop, I can't stop
I'm gon' black out and clear the whole park (okay, okay)
Said them niggas never surfed wit' me in that push to start (ain't nun)
You wasn't out here on turf wit' me thuggin' after dark (oh yeah, oh yeah)
You never 'bout 'somethin', bitch bye bye (ay)
Caught ya by the trash can, he jumped in it where he stand (oh yeah, oh yeah)
I'm stoppin' shit, Glock 9 in my pants (uh huh)
You itchy bitch, cabinet full of ants (okay, okay)
Ring around the rosy
Pocket full of Ben Franks
Ashes, we nip him in the bud
Spin his block like a tornado, VVS one
Choppa turn that lil' bitch to a flood
Woah
Y'all know what the f*ck goin' on man, G9 on the beat
Everything get slaughtered
Racks out, nigga man drop, I can't stop
I'm gon' black out and clear the whole park (okay, okay)
Said them niggas never surfed wit' me in that push to start (ain't nun)
You wasn't out here on turf wit' me thuggin' after dark (oh yeah, oh yeah)
You never 'bout somethin', bitch bye bye (ay)
Caught ya by the trash can, he jumped in it where he stand (oh yeah, oh yeah)
I'm stoppin' shit, Glock 9 in my pants (uh huh)
You itchy bitch, cabinet full of ants (okay, okay)
Quit dissin' bitch 'fore we pull up where you layin' (oh yeah)
Got the addy on yo' spot, sweep the block, spin again (It's over here)
Show no attention to you kids, I'm a man (oh yeah, oh yeah)
We get that dope shipped in, to sell on land (oh yeah that's motion)
Got suspended, I had smelled like contraband
A glock, jeopardy, shells was in my pants
I-I-I bet lil' Ricky got that glizzy on command
AFNF, I'm finna start my own brand (oh yeah yeah)
AFNF, I'm finna start my own plan
Hell nah, you can't join, cut off the friends
What I believe in, damn right I took a stand (I swear)
Now I'm achievein', successful grown man (oh yeah me)
I witness it, but I'm gon' lie, I punched down (I didn't see that shit)
I'm talkin' raise my right hand, free my mans
Me and lil' Shareal, remember surfin' in Sedans (oh yeah, oh yeah)
We gon' hurt ya G, if a pussy bitch keep playin', ay (bow bow bow bow)
Racks out, nigga man drop, I can't stop
I'm gon' black out and clear the whole park (okay, okay)
Said them niggas never surfed wit' me in that push to start (ain't nun)
You wasn't out here on turf wit' me thuggin' after dark (oh yeah, oh yeah)
You never 'bout somethin', bitch bye bye (ay)
Caught ya by the trash can, he jumped in it where he stand (oh yeah, oh yeah)
I'm stoppin' shit, Glock 9 in my pants (uh huh)
You itchy bitch, cabinet full of ants (okay, okay)
Ring around the rosy, pocket full of Ben Franks
Last year we nipped him in the bud (nip him in the bud)
Spin his block like a tornado, VVS ones
How we turn that lil' bitch to a flood (to a flood)
Sometime water might be thicker than that blood
You ain't do what I do but it is what it was (what it was, ay)
They done got it misconstrued from the jump
I be ridin' Presidential, f*ck a Trump (f*ck a Trump)
You say a Donald then I'm thinkin' of the duck (bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)
If he quack, watch his fellas gon' get plucked
You done made this shit more than what it was (uh huh ay)
I done gave you, penetrate, you gon' get bust (bow, bow, bow, bow)
Like a pimple, my lil' temper don't take fuss (at all, ay)
I don't talk, so how the f*ck did we discuss (how the f*ck?)
Ain't no comin' back, 'cause this shit cut, who to trust? (like who the f*ck)
After I hit that bitch, I gotta go, I caught my nut (i'm burning up)
Racks out, nigga man drop, I can't stop
I'm gon' black out and clear the whole park (okay, okay)
Said them niggas never surfed wit' me in that push to start (ain't nun)
You wasn't out here on turf wit' me thuggin' after dark (oh yeah, oh yeah)
You never 'bout 'somethin', bitch bye bye (ay)
Caught ya by the trash can, he jumped in it where he stand (oh yeah, oh yeah)
I'm stoppin' shit, Glock 9 in my pants (uh huh)
You itchy bitch, cabinet full of ants (okay, okay)
Writer: Jacquavious Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.