Federal Express

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, let's go (let's go) Let's go, let's go, let's go (uh uh) Ayy ayy ayy ayy, TSABB bitch (ayy ayy) Let's go, let's go (taliban shit, Al Qaeda big) Ah ah ah ah, how I do it! (Uh uh, ayy ayy, uh) [Chorus] Bitch i'm a Hoover, I'm screaming Ten7 Was totin' them Glocks when they should, i'm arrested Gun on the block everyday I was steppin', they ask where I'm from and I told 'em East Texas Paris, my partners more squares, they been stressin', my mama been praying im counting my blessings Saying that I need a church when I iced out my Jesus piece, i don't need no reverend Ice in my cup, that's that shit that i like, took thе chop off the whip and I poured half a pint Job paid in full just to raise up my pricе, told G "wait hold the strap while I eat on a dyke" They saying "keep rappin' lil Ro, you the best" I was fly as a eagle 'fore I dropped out the nest Whatever you need, bitch I got, if I don't I could get it, this all off of Federal Express, yeah [Verse] Rubber band money I stack it like chips, this shit look like a brick, my partner just bussed down a package we all on the road, going lick for lick Four hundred feats, 200 on wrist, bought a band i might spend, put my name in that song you get dropped like a single We going hit for hit, stood in the trenches this shit got treacherous, stacking my paper I been playing Tetris, 14k pc gold on my necklace, fucking on money is one of my fetishes Got kicked out of college, start putting that pack down, partner scamming he driving a scat now, homie got signed and he saying we up now Throw my brother a ball if he score him a touchdown Seventh got out started handling dog food, transmission bitch, slippin our carpool, backed up the work then I stuck to the draw full, college dorm bitch rollin like marbles, calling my hand 'fore I stood on my feet Been in the yard 'fore I got on the street, put gold on my wrist 'fore I put on my teeth, I been choking the beats, they said let that bitch breathe [Chorus] Bitch I'm a Hoover, I'm screaming Ten7 Was totin' them Glocks when they should, i'm arrested Gun on the block everyday I was steppin', they ask where I'm from and I told 'em East Texas Paris, my partners more squares, they been stressin', my mama been praying im counting my blessings Saying that I need a church when I iced out my Jesus piece, i don't need no reverend Ice in my cup, that's that shit that i like, took the chop off the whip and I poured half a pint Job paid in full just to raise up my price, told G "wait hold the strap while I eat on a dyke" They saying "keep rappin' lil Ro, you the best" I was fly as a eagle 'fore I dropped out the nest Whatever you need, bitch I got, if I don't I could get it, this all off of Federal Express, yeah