Trae Tha Truth - Dem Jayz lyrics

[Intro - 2x] Fall off in the club, let's get it popping I'mma drank Patrone, till the do's go to locking Fat booty dropping, I'mma do my thang Long necks stay bopping boss, I'mma spit my game [Six Tre] I'mma come up in this thang, miscean and a fitted Them new J's the piece and chain, looking mean on you b**hes I got a sleigh round my waistline, mossie oak down Diamond style, boppers get the green and n***as get the frown No smile get it twisted, and you will get stomped Mayn your partnas ain't gon help you, cause your click full of chumps Don't get your sh** locked up, and disfigured In the club drunk jumping, with them young crunk n***as If you bump me, I'mma go G with it Brought a mac up in the club, but I'm low key with it All the bouncers show me love, cause they know G give it They don't shake a n***a down, cause I'm O.G. with it Ay dope boy in it, give me some room I done came down, with the legion of doom I'mma bust rounds, with the legion of doom If you tremble with us kinfolk, you be in your tomb [Hook - 2x] We got the J's on, we in the club jumping The boppers looking good, they trying to cut something Sipping on Patrone, swisha full of purp' Don't ask us how we do it, you know we got that work [Trae] I got them J's on my toes, heater on the hip Not to mention I'm fifty deep, in case a hater wanna trip n***as bout to get the bidness, acting hard like a G Who the f** he talking to, it damn sho' ain't me I'll bring it to your do', like Fed-Ex or the UPS Introducing you to the ground, till the bouncers pumping your chest I'm nothing like you done seen, hundred grand worth of ice lit It ain't no need for thinking bout it, I garuntee I'm the sh** Loc's all across the face, of a gangsta inside the club Just know that I'm watching n***as, they jumping they getting drug I got clip in the homie dog, and on top of that A.B.N And we don't give a f**, n***as know ain't no stopping A.B.N Boss on that Patrone, Jay'Ton got it cracking Two thousand worth of ones, will have these roaching hoes stacking Trae moving screwed up, and got boys in a daze If I make it to the trunk, boys bout to hear them K's [Hook - 2x] [Intro] [Six Tre] Cause I'm crucial with it, Cotton Row up in this piece with me Coedine got them hoes, getting blowed off the Remmy Blue Dog, got em getting throwed off the Henny They gon have em a** naked, we won't spend nan penny I know, you lame a** n***as gon trip When we dip up out the backdo', with your main chick Might as well, go on take the handcuffs off her wrist She going with me I got reservations at the Rits She going to free, she gon get up in the G whip And soon as we hit the room, she gon do the whole click But I gotta commend you homes, mayn your broad too thick My mella I like your taste, I'mma take your next chick simp [Hook - 2x]