(Find you
I'll never let you get away
I'll never let you get away
Never let you slip away
Oh, no, babe
I'ma knock you down, knock you down
When I see you
(You're crazy, Jay Wavy)
I'll never look the other way
I'll never look the other way
Never let you slip away
Never let you slip away
(Let the beat ride out, Ju)
I'ma knock you down, knock you down)
Nigga know what typa time we on (Mob)
You ain't onnat typa time, then nigga, mind your own (Mob)
Niggas pussy for they birthday, I'ma buy 'em thongs (Mob)
Instead of yellin', "Free the posse," go and buy 'em phones
It's Forgiatos underneath, what you ridin' on?
I can buy your granny crib with all these diamonds on
What's the point of bangin' gang if you gon' die alone?
Tell the ambulance 'nem turn the sirens on, we on that
Not a hood hopper, same timin' in all the throwbacks
Tell 'em check the Kodak
Step on niggas' throats about the 4's, you a doormat
Ain't turnin' it down, no smoke, you can get it if you want that
ASAP, let lil' broski hold the pole, better bring it back
If y'all don't utilize that bitch, then I'ma take it back
Spent a fifty for this pendant, I just made it back
Big Bertha on my person told her, "Make it clap"
(Find you
I'll never let you get away
I'll never let you get away
Never let you slip away
Oh, no, babe
I'ma knock you down, knock you down
When I see you
I'll never look the other way
I'll never look the other way
Never let you slip away
Never let you slip away
I'ma knock you down, knock you down)
My lil' trifflin' bitch a eater, she gon' suck me clean
Don't let the wankee doodle fool you we know Bloods yee?
They never strip me out my whip and that's on Chunky B's
Killas love me in the pen the way I love the streets
Caught him loafin' at the light, you know what 4th did (Mob)
Scared of writing, been indicted on that 4th head (Mob)
Chopper on me thick as hell like she been corn fed (Mob)
Throwin' down, what I throw up, if you ain't score it, yeah, that's bootsy
I see 'em as doobies
Bitches keep on dissin', they get did up like Karruche
Jumpin' out the foreign, nonchalant like I ain't Newki
We blew the apple pay that I just sent today on Pookie
No logo on the shirt, but understand, it's outta Louis
You can keep the cast members, I got killers shootin' movies
Blood money, all I know is emeralds and rubies
We doin' all the trippin' but ain't trippin' off no groupie out here whoopin', nigga
(Find you
I'll never let you get away
Never let you get away
Never let you slip away
No, no, babe
I'ma knock you down, knock you down
When I see you
I'll never look the other way
The other way
Never let you slip away
Let you slip away
I'ma knock you down, knock you down)
