Four 12 Lyrics

412, hey

I'm only here to make your motherfuckin' head swell

Yeah, let me know baby girl

Which way you wanna swing

Send it back a little slow

A few things

I gotta really really let you know though

Uh, born in the gold on the west coast

Been pushed back for a while

412, here we go, grew up wild

Pow, pow, lot of gunshots since a little child

Hey, pops left a long time ago

Uh, yeah, mama said hey

Look, day's gonna be like this son

Uh, put up your dukes

Get ready to fight

Hey, life gonna be real tough

Real, real, real, real hard every motherfuckin' night

Look both ways when you comin

Hey, hey, keep your head to the sky

Don't ask why

Uh, you're gonna see a lot of strange things, yeah

412, here we go, yeah

I'm only here to make your motherfuckin' head swell

Uh, pop, pop, here we go

A lot of strange things that I heard in the hood

Yeah, black, black, old man crime

Yeah, you always see it all the motherfuckin' time

Uh, yeah, pushback stacked up

Uh, follow me

We on some brand new things, baby girl

Yeah, uh, let me know which way you wanna swing

Yeah, old school on some brand new motherfuckin' thing

Bounce, here we go, listen up

Uh, yeah, push, push, here we go

Push it back a little slow, baby girl

Brother gon' slide, go inside

Uh, let me know what you wanna do

Here we go, new and proof

Uh, I got some brand new motherfuckin' tools

Just bought a nice crib, put a motherfuckin' roll

World, world proof

Uh, yeah, swim it like a fish, hey

You know I'm gonna get on top, hey

Uh, I rock, rock a lot of things in my way

I got to clear my sight

Every day fall to my knees

Dear Lord, clear my sight

I'm tryin' to hold on tight

I wanna choose everything right

Four twelve, hey

I'm only here to make your head swell, yeah

Uh, I been around the block a few times

Here we go, spin

I'm tryin' to win

Uh, uh, knock, knock, hey

Let a nigga in, I heard

Here we go, father time

Creepin' real fast behind, hey

Pop said, go ahead, son

Who let you shine

I'm the man that created the time

Uh, hey, keep your head to the sky

Float like you ridin' on a cloud

Uh, grew up wild

I got an old school style

Hey, here we go

Ring, ring, here we go

Brand new things, baby girl

Let me know which way you wanna swing

Send it, send it back my way

A little slow, money bags

Uh, yeah, hey

Fresh, fresh, uh, yeah

Fresh all the way up to the neck

Born in a fucked up spot

I'm still hot though

Flamed up, gonna pass

Voice to the kids, let them know

The crazy things, pops don't get

Uh, fall to my knees, dear lord

Forgive me for my sins

Whoa, here we go again

Uh, spin it like a motherfuckin' top

Real life time won't stop

I wanna get in my motherfuckin' slot

Hey, diamond in the dirt

Uh, hey, dirt don't hurt