Yung Gleesh - Dees Boys lyrics

[Verse 1]: These boys here got me f**ed up Quarter pound of rasta bushes that's how I lucked up Gotcha ridin' round the block you get ya truck hit up Gotta get by the whole block just to f** wit us I know you heard around the block not to f** wit us The 18 Newton street boys f** sh** up And 18 Otis street boys known to start up But 18th and Monroe was known for they product Desert Eagle stitcher clip man chicken is chopped up I hope you talk the walk or get yo block molliwhopped up No doors locked, Glocks co*ked, no rockin' imposters The boat float off the dock, shout out to my rasta No days off, day job and just blow money A no hoes bar, at the bar we just blow money My face still on the flyer I retire that show money Pulled up off the block, drop the top and I show money Sold out event, at the end you had no money Caught ya man loafin' last month he had no money Pfttt! Ha! So funny! All my white girls got one nickname and it's snowbunny [Break]: Dese boys, dese boys, dese boys Dese boys, dese boys And my dick boy And I don't mean no h*mo If it wasn't for that extended I'd only hold Tono Romo Dese boys, Dese boys Shoutout to Zaytiggy, Zaytoven for puttin' that thing out on youtube Cause I damn sure snatched that thang up Feel me, Gleesh [Verse 2]: And my producer didn't make this here beat But Ima make you think that he made it for me And we don't need help with yo producers Cause yo Manage Mitch team is filled with losers (pffft) And I done cranked the G like fast with the loose do You fire that sh** up and it smell like the poop do You break it down 05 just like it's Fubu You sure fooled me, I hope it ain't fool you And n***as round here try to be like they bullet proof A fool proof plan hit they a** like them bullets do Monster say Flacka my sh** say Flacka No Waka Flocka my sh** say Flacka My sh** say tote em my sh** say hold em That's why I stand out there on Otis Packer witya figured yo sh** kush say roll it Only ask for one thing just give me one moment (gone) [Outro]: Damn! Where the f** this n***a just go? Aye boogie? Boogie! Boogie? Damn, this n***a really left But look, hey it's Rpm. b**h! It's Takeover Entertainment and all that sh** You know what it is Gone