Riot Lyrics

Shawnna

Damn right they got it, damn right they got it [x4]

I say lame niggas be quiet, lame niggas be quiet,
Lame niggas be quiet You in the presence of a real nigga
I say lame niggas be quiet, lame niggas be quiet,
Lame niggas be quiet You in a real nigga presence

I eat your girl up for breakfast, won't save you no extras
Say she fucking with me cause a real nigga is her preference
Drinking like I'm from Texas, and you know I stay flexin
And if you don't know I go by tity two necklace

Damn right I got it, damn right I'm bout it
Click full of killers, please don't get us excited
Yea I'm smoking loud so lame niggas be quiet
If you fuck with us, we gonna start up a riot

I'mma start a riot, I'mma start a riot [x4]

Okay my pussy wet like the ocean, gasoline I be smokin'
I ain't playin' no games ho and I ain't got no time to be jokin'
Shout go out to my lead man, shout go out to my jeweler
Shout go out to that Cartier, shout go out to my shooter
Damn right I got it, damn right I did
You don't want no Prada but damn right I'm there
Clique full of killaz, ya bang bang that chain swang
You play games, your brains hang
Like click clack, bang bang
Catch me in the kitchen, you know what I'm whippin'
2 door coup for sale, you know what I'm getting
Double cut for Shawty, you know what I'm sippin'
I say fuck you to them haters cuz you know where I get this, bitch

Damn right they got it, damn right they got it [x4]

I say lame niggas be quiet, lame niggas be quiet,
Lame niggas be quiet You in the presence of a real nigga
I say lame niggas be quiet, lame niggas be quiet,
Lame niggas be quiet You in a real nigga presence

I ain stunnin dese bitches
2 cigar rellos, look like extension
Yeah I'm from the south side, her mouth wide
My pack loud, My gat loud, I back out, And click clack pow pow
Court dates Still Trial, My rep is a reptile
Now later, alligators, I step ona work like a step child
Pimp up, hoes down, make your girl pull her clothes down
Her hair down and I'm down
Her phone off so don't dial
Dis right here is dat no style, I don't know how I do the shit
I'm true to this
True religion, they takin swag with no permission
All year it's Gucci season, G's on my belt buckle
Cocaine on my left knuckle, Kill you bury wats left of you

Damn right I got it, damn right I'm bout it
Click full of killers, please don't get us excited
Yea I'm smokin loud so lame niggas be quiet
If you fuck with us, we gonna start up a riot

I'm a start a riot, I'm a start a riot [x4]

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