Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): Rufus Morgan, Tad Mingo, Shad Moss
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Bow WowOn Fiya Lyrics:
Now catch me ridin' through the streets sittin' low
You can feel my bass bumpin' out my cherry '64
Cruisin' at about sixty just to let my hair blow
If you know me then, you know I'm about my dough
I'm ridin' on spinners, so you know they gon' chop
I'ma stay on top and you know that ain't gon' stop
When it come to competition, man, I blow 'em out the bar
Bow Wow, the boy, so fresh, so fly
I've been makin' money, so my bank on swole
Hottest thang out since I was five years old
Every time I do a show, you know it's sold out
Anytime I'm in your city, I'ma shut the thing down
I'm far from a lame just to let you suckas know
I'ma show you how to stunt with them suicide doors
And you know that I'm a pimp, if you didn't know, now you know
If your chick lookin' at me, please believe she gon' go
Now when I walk up in the club, I'm lookin' so fly
I got 26's homie, sittin' on the ride
Wanna talk about girls? I got 'em on the side
When it comes to this rap thing, man, I'm on fiya
When I walk up in the club, I'm lookin' so fly
I got 26's homie, sittin' on the ride
Wanna talk about girls? I got 'em on the side
When it comes to this rap thing, man, I'm on fiya
I'm known from hood to hood, town to town
Ask around, man, they all know how I get down
I got my game goin', I got my grill showin'
And I'm a big big balla and I love to flaunt it
I got a all red Magnum, chicks, yeah, I'm bangin' 'em
Collectin' all kinda checks and you know I'm cashin' 'em
From the 614 to the 678
All my *** on the block, go on, get that cake
Lil' momma drop it low, let me see that *** shake
Jumpin' over, bein' real, homeboy never fake
I'm the prince of hip hop, y'all and it won't stop, y'all
L B Dub, game goin' to the top, y'all
It really ain't nothin' that the boy can't do
He'd wreck his videos, not to mention movies too
Go 'head throw it up, homie, rep where ya from
Open up your trunk, dog and just let them beats bump
Now when I walk up in the club, I'm lookin' so fly
I got 26's homie, sittin' on the ride
Wanna talk about girls? I got 'em on the side
When it comes to this rap thing, man, I'm on fiya
When I walk up in the club, I'm lookin' so fly
I got 26's homie, sittin' on the ride
Wanna talk about girls? I got 'em on the side
When it comes to this rap thing, man, I'm on fiya
Now from the 305 to the 212
Go ahead throw it up, homie, rep where ya from
And from the 773 to the 404
Go ahead throw it up, homie, rep where ya from
From the 313 to the 215
Go ahead throw it up, homie, rep where ya from
From the 202 to the 310
Go ahead throw it up, homie, rep where ya from
Now when I walk up in the club, I'm lookin' so fly
I got 26's homie, sittin' on the ride
Wanna talk about girls? I got 'em on the side
When it comes to this rap thing, man, I'm on fiya
When I walk up in the club, I'm lookin' so fly
I got 26's homie, sittin' on the ride
Wanna talk about girls? I got 'em on the side
When it comes to this rap thing, man, I'm on fiya
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