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[intro]
take it off, baby take it off

[verse 1: young roddy]
you know us south side n*ggas play it raw, b*tch
i ain’t gotta say too much to make her take it off, b*tch
underground king sh*t they lable me a star
shawty she a freak she give me head in my car
ain’t no tint on the windows but that still don’t make her stop
ain’t no f*cks given when you fresh up off the block
in the kitchen cookin’ up over that stove i’m a pro
don’t n0body move, lay it down on the floor
i know a n*gga who made him a k!llin’ movin’ blow
that’s some organized crime but this that audio dope
but ain’t too many n*ggas make it out where i stay
they laughin’ like its funny fool, they murder evеry day
my homie bought a chopper hopin’ that’s gonna keep him safe
i’m on thе interstate cruisin’, bumpin’ ugk
my uncle told me love her with my mind, not my heart
but ain’t nothin’ like a bad b*tch who know to play her part
shawty drop it low and sweep her ass with the floor
will i ever give a b*tch my last? h*ll no
it’s bro’s over hoes, b*tch, it’s money over broads
got a slim model b*tch who f*ck me like a p*rn star
its trap life, now i tour the world with my dogs
just a year ago i was runnin’ from the law
say a quick prayer for my man behind them bars
bet my bottom dollar they ain’t f*ckin’ with my squad
little ghetto boy, b*tch i stack my money tall
used to play pitch and catch when i was bagging up that soft
i holla’ good sense cause this n*gga street smarts
and a n*gga better not front it if he can’t afford no loss
and if it ain’t jet life, f*ck it, f*ck em all
on the set with them bricks like my jump shot h*lla off
and keep your head up cause it go down where i stay
no security, just some homies from round my way
[hook: young roddy]
i make them b*tches take it off, take it off b*tch
and let a tre first n*gga break you off hoe
i told her take it off, take it off b*tch
and let a jet set n*gga break you off hoe
and ain’t too many real n*ggas left
all my hood n*ggas told me that i got next
and all the street n*ggas told me do it for the set
f*ck her til the bed hit the floor, til she out of breath
and ain’t too many real n*ggas left
all my hood n*ggas told me that i got next
and all the street n*ggas told me do it for the set
f*ck her til the bed hit the floor, til she out of breath

i told that b*tch take it off, take it off b*tch
and let a tre first n*gga break you off hoe
i told her take it off, take it off b*tch
and let a jet set n*gga break you off hoe
and ain’t too many real n*ggas left
all my hood n*ggas told me that i got next
and all the street n*ggas told me do it for the set
f*ck her til the bed hit the floor, til she out of breath
i told that b*tch take it off

- young roddy lyrics

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