Pounds x Pounds ft. Mic Phelps Lyrics

Aye (yuh) Aye (yuh) Aye (yuh) Aye (yuh)

Deposit the money

Save up for a trip to where it's sunny

Get mo drip, can't catch me lookin bummy

With the 3:16's oh yes he's so stunning

Cousin skeet on heat you Doug funny

With the diary beats run ya lunch money

See I complete feats sheesh I'm so cunning

When I hit them sheets beep beep she so coming

You see police and yo soul runnin

If you pay that fee can't sneak you wit nothin

It's the same wit weed can't can't sneak the big puffin

If ya Play my MP3 the bitch jumpin

Say oww break the shit down to pounds pounds

Buss the flip goin round round

12 know what's goin down down they don't make no sound

UH

Rip it up (mm) seems like all I do's flip it up (mm)

Dave gon package it fill it up seal it up

Gimme 2 minutes ima pick it up

Buss down then refill it up (mm)

Seems like niggas can't get enough (why)

New blue strip interior fill it up

New whip drip no tint in ya

Fit gon switch Ben ten'n ya drip it up

My bitch lick like sippy cup Mmm

Just Look at that way she sit it up

Get it up just bout that time I reel it up

Say oww break the shit down to pounds pounds

Buss the flip goin round round

12 know what's goin down down they don't make no sound

Silence, quiet, I set a blunt on fire like a riot

Pussy is good everytime I try it

Used to be trappin zones out the Hyatt

Just got the shit crackin at home,

Big dog and they all on my bone

Slide up on a bitch like Jerome

Niggas weak and I keep it strong

Me and Tez like Ceech n Chong

I'm the type you should leave alone

Chinky eyes like Nia Long

Red Light Yellow Light Green Light Gone

Say oww break the shit down to pounds pounds

Buss the flip goin round round

12 know what's goin down down they don't make no sound

Big bottle of the bub Thick model in the tub

Spill gelato on the rug Ya'll niggas know wassup

Every bitch want a hug Really i'm just tryna fuck

Skip the line at the club Fuck a line i'm a thug

Swag drippin like blood Tell a nigga boss up

Leave a bitch mouth shut Bitch shut the fuck up

All the chickens gon cluck All these niggas look stuck

Where is Phelps look up Noreaga What What

Say oww break the shit down to pounds pounds

Buss the flip goin round round

12 know what's goin down down they don't make no sound

Mmm

Runnin this shit god damn damn

Trappin on the shift get band

Blunt in my hand gotta keep it blunt man

Hustle up til a pimp get mo land

Why you in my ear with all of them plans

Snare drum clarinet how a pimp stick wit the bands

Send the advance or do you like

Triple H theme song meaning you got no chance

Tag in my mans

Hold on everybody everybody get ya roll on

Pockets deep like the O zone

Smoke a whole zone with no clothes on

Bad bitch in my bed and she bout to go home (du)

Oww break the shit down to pounds pounds

Buss the flip goin round round

12 know what's goin down down they don't make no sound

Mmm