F.T.B lyrics

by

Mann


[Verse 1: Price]
Look
Uh no bulldogs all my n*gga pitbulls
Big booty model got a whip full
Real n*ggas, I got a clique full
[?] Ceetle 2nd got a clip full
You talkin' to a n*gga who a hot head
Talkin' stupid about them brodies n*gga drop dead
We gon' take it off your plate if we not fed
[?]
Say you commin' for us hope you got a plan n*gga
We be saggin' and I ain't talkinb 'bout our pants n*gga
Wanna get down? pshh you ain't not hand n*gga
Your girl see B-O-Dub is where she wanna be
I catch her wikin' one time, she belong to me
Killin' the streets, boy we pimpin' till we [?]
Free Ninja, Matt, Times and Ranch [?]

[Hook: Price]
Yeah, tell a friend to tell a friend spread the word
I.E is BOW City you ain't heard?
We gettin' money all over the globe
But we gon' trip until they free all of our bros
Yeah, tell a friend to tell a friend spread the word
(spread the word)
I.E is BOW City you ain't heard? (you ain't heard)
We gettin' money all over the globe
And we gon' trip until they free all of our bros
BOW!


[Verse 2: Oktane]
If you smoke, then roll it up
If you bad with the bidness, then you roll with us
I know you bang uh, well gon' throw it up
It's B-O-Dub stop playin' boy you know wassup
Don't walk in my city cause I run it
And if you gon' look you better not look funny
A half [?] touch your arm, legs, stomach
And you can have any single women that I'm done with
[?]
You talkin' to a n*gga that I'll take your wife
Show her how I really do it, make it change her life
Turn her to a circus freak she doin' backflips
Rappin' all my verses and singin' all my add-libs
And me, I think nothin' of it I be on my cool
Uh, heard your girlfriend oh she on it too
And her friends like my n*ggas, they're on the crew
You get mad, you get packed what you wanna do?
Back on my [?]
B-O-Dub we back again
Yeah your girl so yellow but [?]
So c*cky [?]
I'm who you can't stand again
Y'all wanna act like [?]
On a scale from one to ten, my girl a million
[?] trillion
[?] what's hattenin', R2D2 on 'em
Let 'em know that B-O-Dub on the way to Arizona
I be extra wasted, 'till I feel faceless
Dummies run they mouths oh we'll make sure they need braces
Cause we ain't who you play with
Unless you a group of women
Who wouldn't play with them especially when you always winnin'
A team full of winners, facin' these beginners
Everybody askin' where you get these n*ggas
We been here, you just got here
And if that's the case then you're not here
Came to bring the game back to [?] shot clear
I'm not your man, somebody lied
You just a bopper in my car
Now get it live and if you not then you can leave
Take your number and delete
Cause your friend would love to do it
Baby I'm just doin't me
My Turn
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