Me I Got My 40 Lyrics

Me I got my 40

When I'm shitting on the toilet

Me I got my 40

Me me I got my 40

Me I got my 40

When I'm shitting on the toilet

Me I got my 40

Me me I got my 40

Me I got my 40

When I'm shitting on the toilet

Me I got my 40

Me me I got my 40

Me I got my 40

When I'm shitting on the toilet

Me I got my 40

Me me I got my 40

38 special

Bet I'll lay you up

Like Rondo

John got the AR

Plus the stick

Call em Rambo

Shooting at your feet

I'll have you dancing with no mambo

Flossing through the hood

And bet we snatch you out the Lambo

Watch out for the boys

The block is hotter than kitchen steam

Top chef over here

Cooking Chicken but they for the Fiends

Like a plate of rice

I be eating with a bunch of beans

Son this ain't no movie

But you'll see police all on the scene

Why are you looking feminine for

Is you going to fuck?

Pussy ass niggas

Bet you got your dick tucked

Talking about you ain't no bird

But you better duck

And you know that Reload

Like a moving truck

I ain't no Barber

But I shoot anybody a fade

Just call me Tyson

I am knocking em out in the Dade

Up in the Dade

Man I'm slanging em up

With the Yay

Them boys everywhere

My block it be hotter than May

Me I got my 40

When I'm shitting on the toilet

Me I got my 40

Me me I got my 40

Me I got my 40

When I'm shitting on the toilet

Me I got my 40

Me me I got my 40

Me I got my 40

When I'm shitting on the toilet

Me I got my 40

Me me I got my 40

Me I got my 40

When I'm shitting on the toilet

Me I got my 40

Me me I got my 40

I see niggas getting shot

And niggas thats scared to pull it

Pussy ass niggas

They be flowers like Tulips

Soft niggas will shoot

If you coner them they will do it

I seen bout it bout it niggas

Get a bout it bout it Bullet

That's why I sell crack

And walk around with this heavy Gun

Bag up this work

Get rid of it like lazy Son

Ain't even trippin

Get money like I was begging son

It feels real good

Like when you fucking than you just come

I ain't no motherfucking rat

But I stay in the trap

I be stinking up the place

You be smelling like crap

You'll be walking sideways son

Just like a crab

But I am worried like a baby seat

I stay with them straps

Call me El Dominicano

I Run the block stop fronting

You must be out of shape cause

You ain't running nothing

I go all up in the bushes

Cause even when I'm Stunting

I concentrate on my Shot

Like if I was out Hunting

Me I got my 40

When I'm shitting on the toilet

Me I got my 40

Me me I got my 40

Me I got my 40

When I'm shitting on the toilet

Me I got my 40

Me me I got my 40

Me I got my 40

When I'm shitting on the toilet

Me I got my 40

Me me I got my 40

Me I got my 40

When I'm shitting on the toilet

Me I got my 40

Me me I got my 40

Nigga Ama OG

I am post it up in the corner store

And I'm getting cold Like an OE

You know what they told me

They told me cook it up

You cook it up and take it there

And you will get an OZ

That is what they told me

My daddy don't show me

I don't took the game

And fucking ran with it like Kobe

Y'all niggas don't know me

I don't pumped Yay

All day by the whole key

Let these niggas know

I be pushing it like Bun B

Out all night

Walking around like a Zombie

I don't always tell the truth

But nigga you can trust me

Never been a crackers maid

Never been a Trustee

Them haters mad

Cause I ball til i fall

And them crackers getting called

Cause my pocket getting tall

Just tell them haters

I got something for them all

If them niggas wanna to try me

Like a sample at the mall

Me I got my 40

When I'm shittin on the toilet

I'm paranoid

Starin' hard will get ya ass hit

Four or five chains

Ain't never had shit

Fuck a bitch she wanna mingle

Ha she want my jingles

One hit wonders

Gettin rich off a single

What's happenin Michael Vick

Don't snitch

Tell that judge he kill deers

And it's real

Ain't got no mind

Welcome to the mind of a maniac

Street nigga

Street nigga

Ain't got no mind

Welcome to the mind of a maniac