Petey Pablo

Petey Pablo

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  • Petey Pablo O It's On Lyrics

           

    Intro [Petey Pablo & Young Buck]

    P.B. Cuz..
    Y.B. Whassup nigga?
    P.B. If a muthafucka would have told me years ago
    that the game today would be so fucked up..
    Y.B. Common holla at cha boi
    P.B. That these muthafuckin niggas be runnin around here actin mo bitchy- fied
    Y.B. Bitch niggas..
    P.B. (?)
    Y.B. I see these niggas man
    P.B. hehe.. Lord this shit crazy then a muthafucka, but u know what,
    tonight we gon handle that shit, we gon bring this to ya spot yao
    Y.B. Ey yo speak on that shit!

    Verse 1 [Petey Pablo]

    95 percent of these supposed to be thugs is hoes
    with Victoria Secret panties crammin that ass hole
    throwin the crooked finger dick ridin the west coast
    Them some real soldiers
    y'all son of bitches, fonies
    I called it like i called it
    think im wrong, step forward
    and get yo mind pushed in a science class bucket
    she in to tough talkin now that 50 got on
    quit fantisizing bout that man life, and live yo own
    you aint neva be hard, yo mammy titty fed you too long
    probaly still suck it if she pulled it out and showed ya
    tonite were gettin closure, im pointin out folks
    pullin niggaz cards, exposin what ya hold
    im sorry if it feels you dont know me no more
    just had some shit on my mind,in my chest i had to get off
    you cant judge a muthafuckin book by its cover
    but i can spot a bitch a mile away
    pardon me brotha

    Chorus

    o its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
    whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
    o its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
    whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
    o its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
    whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all (Here I go!) the bitches
    o its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
    whachu want, Drag, (Get em Buck!!) Give em some, muthafucka


    verse 2 [Young Buck]

    These niggaz catchin feelings
    they aint men they women
    and he gay cuz he wit em and he trying to defend em
    So i say we should expose these hoes
    i think our fans should know we gon shoot up yo shows
    O its on now (on now) Yeah I can cummon down
    i got a desert eagle wit a silencer
    i swear it make no sound
    a 4.5 caliber with some bullets that so round
    50 took a look at it and told me to slow down
    Petey you need me nigga just holla and i got ya
    throw on some Frank Sinatra and order me some pasta
    they fuckin with some mobstas
    see we can get it done, and i bet you at his funeral
    nobody gon come
    i ain't here to be beefin wit no nigga to get a name
    if you pussie and show yo panties, im pullin out my thang
    got a habit of smackin faggots with semi-automatics
    you niggas in trouble
    Buck and Petey back at it its on nigga

    Chorus

    o its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
    whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
    o its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
    whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
    o its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
    whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
    o its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
    whachu want, Drag, get ya some, muthafucka

    Bridge:
    Bend that bitch right there wit all ya might
    if he say, anything in here tonight, u dont like!
    Bend that bitch right there wit all ya might
    if he say, anything in here tonight, u dont like!

    Verse 3 [Petey Pablo]

    if you jump off in the club its a jump off in the club
    she can tow up just get toed up like i give a good Buck
    all the champagne i don bought bitch I done paid for this chair
    that im fittin to take and break across this zombies head
    look at bonecrusher very first verse he don read (ATTEN-CHUN!)
    thats on everything i love to drop dead (Bitch I aint never scared!)
    fuckin round get a main artery cut in half
    blood gushin out the side of ur neck bleedin to death
    needin a paramedic to reconnect n piecen you back together
    i don seen it happen too many times out here, hate it man
    its gettin crucial out here n you takin this shit for granted
    pussy punk, panty wearin mascara faggot
    blowpop suckin ass,juicy fruity crooked man
    molested as a child, by the babysitter daddy
    backstabbin motherfuckin crabs in a barell
    i cant stand em, but i bet i can handle em

    Chorus
    o its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
    whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
    o its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
    whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
    o its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
    whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
    o its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
    whachu want, Drag, get ya some, muthafucka
    o its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
    whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
    o its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
    whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
    o its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
    whachu want, Drag, cummon, bring all the bitches
    o its on, get at me, bitch Im gon slap the shit
    whachu want, Drag, get ya some, muthafucka

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