Uh, turn everything up
Yeah, turn that thing up just like that
Uh, turn everything up
(Green Lantern, drop that shit)
Uh, turn everything up
Yeah, turn that thing up just like that
I want to thank my nigga [?] for helping me out
My nigga [?], ya nah'm sayin'?
And it's a hard grind, baby
Y'all know the deal
Right, but I'ma dedicate this one right here
To that bitch I love most
Let's go, uh
I'm in love with you, love with you
Everybody know I got love for you
You my gangsta bitch, my gangsta boo
Before I go to sleep I give thanks to you
I'm in love with you (Love) Love with you (Love)
Everybody know I got love for you
You my gangsta bitch (Bitch) My gangsta boo (Boo)
When I wake up I give thanks to you, uh (Let's go)
You my favorite bitch, my favorite girl
Took me out the projects, gave me the world
When my times was hard you made my times look better
And I swear to God you'll be my dime forever
They stop me at the airport, they denied my sweater
Said the gator on the sleeve is terrorizing my leather
Uh, you made sure I rode fives and better
And if I got caught with you I did five or better
Shit, and when I met you you was only seventeen
Wouldn't budge, my man showed me love
Then you start stressin' me as you got older
When you turned twenty-four introduced you to the soda
Huh, you made sure that a nigga rolled Rovers
Loved how you looked in [?] full of [?]
Right, huh, shit, you was a good sport
And when we played the game you never came back short
Right? You the reason why I'm going to court
Got order of protection, the reason I'm arrested
Whipped you so hard that the shit got domestic
Only rolled foreign, never ride domestic
Uh, when I met bricks, I mean when I met you
Unwrapped you, undressed you then I stretched you
Could have fucked you and left you
But I fucked you and kept you, now you feel special
My mama always said I'd find the right girl
Now everybody trippin' 'cause they seen me with a white girl
Uh, but fuck what they think, baby
You mine, I love you
Let's go
I'm in love with you, love with you
Everybody know I got love for you
You my gangsta bitch, my gangsta boo
Before I go to sleep I give thanks to you
I'm in love with you, love with you
Everybody know I got love for you
You my gangsta bitch, my gangsta boo
When I wake up I give thanks to you, uh (Let's go)
(You know, I keep 'em, broke
If they wake up one morning with some money they're subject to go crazy, you know?
I keep 'em looking good, pretty and all that)
