CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : .556 (Green Tip) Remix - Iayze, Inevitable Jah
Ayy (B*t*h), b*t*h, I'm Groovy
(One and only)
He ain't no Blood, he ain't this, he ain't that, he ain't a Mac, too (He ain't a Mac too)
Sayin' this and that, b*t*h, it's gon' get you clapped too
I be like, uh, b*t*h, uh
I'm talkin' green tip, 5.56, and a blick too
Oh, he lack? Blick him, blick him, blick you (N***a)
Oh, we on that sh*t too, I used to hit licks too
N***a shot a K at me, okay, but he missed too
He ain't this, he ain't that
He ain't a Blood, he ain't a Mac
He be saying this and that, it's gon' get him clapped too
Ridin' with a big MAC, b*t*h, this ain't no fast food (B*t*h)
I just shot a foul ball, it's good because I made the rules (N***a)
Totin' the choppa
Like my name Big Poppa [Pop]
Hang round with them rastas [Bow]
We got lots of shottas [Grrt, grrt]
Hit you and yo' partner [Bow bow bow]
Smokin' on the oppas
Call me the top shotta
Im not rockin' prada [Uh uh]
Not even rockin' designer [Nope]
Got red on my bottoms
This ain't how I bought em [Ahaha]
That boy sweet as-
-hell, why you think he stayed in school? (Ayy)
I used to bang it out with opps, the police take my tool (B*t*h)
I be like "F**k the wannabes", they be like, "Iayze a fool"
It ain't sh*t to get her on her knees, all I gotta do is keep it cool (Ayy)
Ayy, who is he? (Who is he?)
I like green tip, 5.56, my ARPs (N***a, ayy)
I like pouring Tris, f**kin' hoes, and throwing C's (B*t*h, ayy)
She love D'usse, shaking a**, and love smoking my weed (B*t*h, ayy)
I use to post up on that block, fifty cent for a single, ain't have no weed
The i8 I'm in, ain't came wit' no keys (Okay, mmmyoom)
She want me save a b*t*h, I ain't Christopher Reeves (B*t*h, I ain't no Superman)
Say she a sl*t, then she get sl*t, I get my nut, and then I leave
I'm talkin' green tip, 5.56, and a blick too [.556]
Oh, he lack? Blick him, blick him, blick you (N***a) [Bow bow bow]
Oh, we on that sh*t too, I used to hit licks too
N***a shot a K at me, okay, but he missed too [Brrrrrt]
He ain't this, he ain't that
He ain't a Blood, he ain't a Mac
He be saying this and that, it's gon' get him clapped too
Ridin' with a big MAC, b*t*h, this ain't no fast food (Huh, okay)
I just shot a foul ball, it's good because I made the rules (N***a, b*t*h)
(Ayy)
Think he stayed in school, ayy
Bang it out with opps, the police take my tool, b*t*h
They be like, "Iayze a fool"
All I gotta do is keep it cool
(Ayy, okay)
(Who is he? Who is he?)
(One and only)
He ain't no Blood, he ain't this, he ain't that, he ain't a Mac, too (He ain't a Mac too)
Sayin' this and that, b*t*h, it's gon' get you clapped too
I be like, uh, b*t*h, uh
I'm talkin' green tip, 5.56, and a blick too
Oh, he lack? Blick him, blick him, blick you (N***a)
Oh, we on that sh*t too, I used to hit licks too
N***a shot a K at me, okay, but he missed too
He ain't this, he ain't that
He ain't a Blood, he ain't a Mac
He be saying this and that, it's gon' get him clapped too
Ridin' with a big MAC, b*t*h, this ain't no fast food (B*t*h)
I just shot a foul ball, it's good because I made the rules (N***a)
Totin' the choppa
Like my name Big Poppa [Pop]
Hang round with them rastas [Bow]
We got lots of shottas [Grrt, grrt]
Hit you and yo' partner [Bow bow bow]
Smokin' on the oppas
Call me the top shotta
Im not rockin' prada [Uh uh]
Not even rockin' designer [Nope]
Got red on my bottoms
This ain't how I bought em [Ahaha]
That boy sweet as-
-hell, why you think he stayed in school? (Ayy)
I used to bang it out with opps, the police take my tool (B*t*h)
I be like "F**k the wannabes", they be like, "Iayze a fool"
It ain't sh*t to get her on her knees, all I gotta do is keep it cool (Ayy)
Ayy, who is he? (Who is he?)
I like green tip, 5.56, my ARPs (N***a, ayy)
I like pouring Tris, f**kin' hoes, and throwing C's (B*t*h, ayy)
She love D'usse, shaking a**, and love smoking my weed (B*t*h, ayy)
I use to post up on that block, fifty cent for a single, ain't have no weed
The i8 I'm in, ain't came wit' no keys (Okay, mmmyoom)
She want me save a b*t*h, I ain't Christopher Reeves (B*t*h, I ain't no Superman)
Say she a sl*t, then she get sl*t, I get my nut, and then I leave
I'm talkin' green tip, 5.56, and a blick too [.556]
Oh, he lack? Blick him, blick him, blick you (N***a) [Bow bow bow]
Oh, we on that sh*t too, I used to hit licks too
N***a shot a K at me, okay, but he missed too [Brrrrrt]
He ain't this, he ain't that
He ain't a Blood, he ain't a Mac
He be saying this and that, it's gon' get him clapped too
Ridin' with a big MAC, b*t*h, this ain't no fast food (Huh, okay)
I just shot a foul ball, it's good because I made the rules (N***a, b*t*h)
(Ayy)
Think he stayed in school, ayy
Bang it out with opps, the police take my tool, b*t*h
They be like, "Iayze a fool"
All I gotta do is keep it cool
(Ayy, okay)
(Who is he? Who is he?)
