Ecay Uno - Watch Yo Azz lyrics

(Talking) That's right 20 Deep, 20 deep bout the creep 20 Deep bout the creep big guns and all yeah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah (Mr. Lil One) 20 Deep bout the creep big guns and all My return mutha f**a screaming f** you all Fresh helly wit my n**y bout to do it really All these haters acting silly talking what the dilly BK oss in this b**h mutha f**a it's on Bob your skull to this song baby girl in a thong Finally... I'm free most definately About to make it mutha f**a why you speaking on me About to go and get my nut off Mobbing with these guns off's Everywhere I go I'm hearing hoes saying 'What up' Phenning they be jocking always screaming when I'm talking They be begging me to hit em I'm not the one to knuck em I'm a sick indivisual ready for war Should of told her I'm a solider had her begging for more Move aside where we ride never blemish my pride Got my word in my palm when I'm pa**ing you by uh (Ecay Uno)(Hook)(2x) I think you better watch your a** and words I don't really care what'chu said to her I'm all about my G's b**h give me room Just mob to the song while I sit and consume (Mr. Lil One) Turn it down a notch mutha f**a you be wuffing Looking for that trouble got that double while you hooking See that whole in your face bout to get me a case Count em down all dazed there releashing my date I remember what'chu did I remember your flaws Count blues in my draws your refusing my calls I remember how I waited would have made it for you So I'ma spit it to the world and dedicate it to you My n***a Mo much love from your boy uno Never left the mutha f**a till the d**h you know One O'clock at your spot always having him toss When a mutha f**a writes sh** I ain't forgot Lets do it how we planned like we said we would Superstars in the hood like we Brett and Wood I said they got us f**ed up and they got us mixed up Now bow to your knees while my mutha f**ing dick s** (Hook) (Mr. Lil One) Cut you loose revenge never with truce Duce duce in my waist trying to walk in my pace I'm an incredible type of dude very very rude Attitude is sh**ty all the nickles and kitties Wanna come and give me hugs see they feelin my pity Put my name on the map and my soul on the city Lil Uno sicker than you ever came Try to tell it to the judge but the grudge remains I put it down for your block if you bump it or not Switch blade while you played keep your palm on your Glock Shoot the mutha f**ing loud till it domes in the crowd Making everybody run when they hearing your pow Make noise with your boys it's the criminal way We apply by the rules since back in the day Toss it up live it sick up in the mind Lil One red rum triple 6-1-9