Hit-Boy - CDC lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, Young Veggies [Verse 1: Casey] Aw man, what you haters sayin to him? Break a chick down, work her out like the sand dunes I be in the city at the function where I ran into her Talkin to her friend too that's how a youngin' maneuver Go hard never bend, been on that better sh** I could say some simple sh**, still gone be better than Destroy all you n***as see me in that Nike letterman Never talk about it all I do is show evidence [Verse 2: Dom] Fitted with a C on it, Belt with a G on it Hold my dick up, man ya girl wanna be on it It don't sound good, sound good unless we on it Name start with a D but I sound like a G on it sh**tin on this song like n***as can't pee on it Independent artist, but there ain't nothing for free on this If you gone put me on this, you know I number three on this That's Dwyane Wade boy you better put some D on this Damn I love rappin, got my cheese stackin You must be out yo mind if you think I ain't snackin Never let no girl friend kick it with no rapper Dom come first, Veggies came after [Verse 3: Casey] I'm blowin up, now tell me how you feel Makin racks off of rap and I ain't never signed a deal I ain't never did no jerk sh** and I always keep it real No disrespect to that jerk sh** but my music for real She don't want it, then she frontin like Jay-Z and Pharrell I do it, I do it big and man, I swear I k** Thirty thousand and I'm with my n***a Dom Kay Not what you thinkin my older hoes is what I bring Countin big Lincolns I'm puttin on for my team Buzzin through the city like Chirp phones when I was 13 High top Chucks and the polo is Burgundy I been doin me before a n***a even learned to speak Swear the boy Chick Hearn the beat shout to LA thats where I be Right out of Louisiana, coppin a 2 piece in [?] Hold on, let me not give up the location Hoes chasin, might find me while I'm eatin chicken Goddamn it, they can't stand it, man we doin damage Men lie, women lie but you can check the standings LA swagger, gettin love in Atlanta Havin fun no stressin, lets go to Obsessions [Interlude] n***as tried to play me on it, yeah, look [Verse 4: cARTer] Carter got it, been had it, I ain't wanna use it Y'all hatin from the stands while them girls is rootin Why the girls was rootin, well that's a dumb Pregunta She ain't Ms. Cleo but I know she know she see the future Boys think they turned up, I got bars to mute them Me and my n***as fell in and then they start reducin LA swag but don't ask if the kid from Houston My H high but I'm higher now let's keep it movin High rollers, we threw the one's then threw the deuces Dom told her I want some head, yo p**y useless Gone off the Goosey, plus she know I'm chiefin A n***a wired up, it's just my eye sleepin Try to box me out the game, watch how I creep in On the come up they wanna "Bone" us cause they think we easy Please believe me, just go get my previous And I hope you know the rate, cause we don't do no free sh** Naw, we don't do no free sh**, Carter, yeah