Sqad Up - Nothin' Freestyle lyrics

Uh oh, I got us Weezy baby, sleepy Mercedez Six that maybe, get that navy Get the baby, big fat ladies Gimmie a break like kit kat ladies Game I kick that daily, the reason why ya bytch act crazy Ay, I'm the n***a that ya bytch act crazy You betta fix that lady, you hit that lately, I get that baby The boy is a mack, she like dick all in her back, and she call me 4 that Cause i spoil her wit that And right up in her mouth is where my spalding is at I'm a mu'f**in' P.I.M.P, 3 dimes with me I bow...to never let a b*atch get me And never have my pockets empty Never forget Pac and Biggie I'm a gangsta baby, 1-2-3 eighty SQ'in baby, Sqalla back at cha squadron Gotta gat for them boyz and Holla back at cha boy b**h Holla back at cha boy biitttch! I pa** up the block in the toy quick I got the toy dipped The toy sit...on them big boy lips Hittin' like Roy Jones Jr f**in' with the Birdman Jr I know you heard what i do to you Leave ya body on the curve wit like two thru you Anybody got the nerves then its your broad I'm so high off the herbs, so its your call I'm a stand by my wordz, I'm a young dog Lead come out, head come off The red come out, then ya bedz hauled off Fee I got us! I spit the sh** that k** the people Still a peep squeak, but my game co*k diseal Flow is overgrown, you not legal I be the East land legzal Shut ya trap, SQAD UP daddy that'z a wrap When we come we be extra strapped When it make ya brain touch the crack Check my gesture, I'm just the mack And i know how adjust to stretch the crack Turn 1 and 2 in the quarter just like that! And i tbust my gat just like that Fee i'm a leave it just like that Okay, okay I say ay, i say S-Q-A-D S-H-I-T FEE Ya gotta feel ya boy It's our year