Theme Song
You can act stupid if you want to
Never play by the rules, do just what I want to
Came up in this bitch tongue out without a front tooth
Now who they say is number one influencer, he number 2
Yeah he dance good but guess where he got the moves?
But compared to me look like he wear two left shoes
Boy I treat them lil' virgins like the restroom
Take my hand and dance with the devil
Oh boy you in trouble, rattle the lion cage
Hope God strikes you down while you're prayin' on stage
Drink at your burial smoke squares at your grave
Then repent for my sins like, "God I'm saved"
He always forgive, later on I forget
I had my fingers crossed so I'm back on that shit
Catch another body fore' the song get mixed
The bullets is the lyrics, turn the rapper to a spirit
Singing with the angels nigga long gone
Your songs like Bishop Eddie Long with a thong on
Nigga I'm the wrong one to run on
My balls on her Kit-Kat now she playing ping-pong
Nigga this the theme song for bitch ass niggas
Got a little richer now their head all bigger
Nigga this the theme song for bitch ass niggas
Got a little richer now their head all bigger
Listen here Little Richard, I don't know what got into you
Did more for the game than you
That's why I had to cut into you, you need to be checked
Lil' niggas need to learn some respect
When your show's like the Rockettes, with some majorettes
Gimme a mic and a DJ and no set
'Cause these bars on deck, ain't gotta shake my ass
You the real definition of ants in your pants
Got a son, lil' niggas, no child support
Sorta like the bad boys up against Jordan
But nigga you ain't scoring, not on me
Wrote this 1-on-1 me, R.I.P. to P
Taught me to keep it real, stand on my own
If I got you, rock a nigga brain with his nose blown
No time for the gimmicks
And I ain't gotta lie when I say I'm independent
Nigga this the theme song for bitch ass niggas
Got a little richer now their head all bigger
Nigga this the theme song for bitch ass niggas
Got a little richer now their head all bigger