Lost Boyz

Lost Boyz

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  • Lost Boyz Lost Boyz - Let's Roll Dice Lyrics

           

    [Freaky Tah]
    Mira come estas
    How you do? You know my crew
    LB Fam, wild out
    You know me my man no doubt
    We gets down LB Fam status
    Niggas they be buggin, who the worst who the baddest
    At this, you know I come to wreck
    My man S.E.X., what?

    [Mr. Cheeks]
    Shorty got a nigga back up against the wall
    Short and sweet y'all, about 5 feet tall
    Her and her friends burnin they weed, smellin good indeed
    Yo you aint what I want, you somethin that I need
    No frontin, I love the way you flick the hips
    And you makin matters worst the way you lick your lips
    Makin shit hard for me, while I'm in front of you
    Try to keep it cool, but yet this what I wanna do
    Take you by the hand bounce you up outta here
    But yet I got a show to do, and that won't be fair
    You know my peoples came to see me, they spend money
    They won't understand I bounce with the ben honey
    I tell you what you play the stage when I get on
    So when I get off, you and me can get our shit on
    And tell your friends to get along, so we can play the part
    Before we hit the stage, we got some more to say to y'all

    Chorus 2X:
    All we know is drink, weed and screwin O's
    Gettin dough, spittin flows and yo doin shows
    Keepin Crys, some pass me that Henny
    No ice where the ballers at, let's roll dice

    [Mr. Cheeks]
    V.I.P. chillin pal, knowin this year we about to make a killin now
    People on the dance floor, lights swing around
    You know the LB style, the what, these niggas bring to town
    Comfortable shit that you can rock to
    I got a extra sack of dough up in my sock true
    This is how we rock, bubble like a speed knot
    >From the O-Zone, on and every weed spot
    Bunch of clown niggas that you see creepin through
    Thinkin that they peepin us, aiyo we peepin you
    Mad at us, we got the chicks poppin Mo wit us
    You can stare but don't discuss, aiyo these hoes with us
    Bottom line, yo these sessy strictly LB
    Yo these cats drop the hot LP's, kid you smell trees?
    Listen, veterans up in the game, you know the name
    You know the reason why we came, for real

    Chorus 2X

    [Freaky Tah]
    Booty want the mother, yeah I see you peepin me
    From a distance, ya was lookin like you wanna creep with me
    LB Fam, word up check it, hit the booty butt naked
    Niggas yo you better respect it
    Lost Boyz, like a rizza shit, hold the weight
    My whole fam, came to set ya all straight
    Jump in the car, peel out, shorty better chill out
    Now now, how you do my fam? my crew?

    [Mr. Cheeks]
    We rule the state up in the scene
    Drop the hot shit, that's mean
    Only out for one thing, and that's green
    And see my team shining, push the hot whips and keep cash
    You got stash, yo nigga keep back
    Niggas try to get us, can't wait to find out the source that hit us
    It's time to see whose really wit us
    6 Minutes till I'm on, I'm up and gone
    Shorty dig my ghetto way, she is, she play along
    Lock that us up like a pit, when it's time to lock
    I kick it wit ya niggas later, it's time to rock

    [Freaky Tah]
    Run now, how we do now
    Stay tight now, ok alright alright

    Chorus 3X

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