Lil B lyrics : "Los Angeles BasedGod"
Came in the club, with the peas down
$#&@in where them (*##$es know to get down
Hey brah, you heard she straight now?
Gangster in the room told the (*##$ bow
I'm beefing in the club with the long dance
^!$$% I ain't eat like I'm supposed to
Right here that over, that's pop culture
Brand new car with the chauffeur
It's thug life, it's real wild, 4 ext team with the long?
(*##$es on my dick, (*##$ cause I run wild
Askin if I'm really down, man, the funk about erything
I'ma tell you that's my name it's lil b
Put your middle fingers up if you feeling me
Put your middle fingers up in the air
Task force leon, prepare
The people on the rear
We gonn have a party up in here
Go dumb (*##$, go stupid, go dumb (*##$, go stupid
Go dumb (*##$, go stupid, go dumb (*##$, go stupid
Go dumb (*##$, go stupid, go dumb (*##$, go stupid
Go dumb (*##$, go stupid, go dumb (*##$, go stupid
Go dumb (*##$, go stupid, go dumb (*##$, go stupid
I'm a real thug like 40, at the slots and mall buying erything
I'm a real ^!$$% so respect me
Based god I got (*##$es on jet ski
Beverly hills, what's good
I got new (*##$es ain't ?the city
(*##$ I think I'm p diddy
$#&@ing (*##$es, for 2 50
Pink flame, yeah we gonn turn up
Yeah, pink flame, roll it up
Hey man ole, shouts out to the whole LA
It's your boy lil b, (*##$, pink flame.
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