Bout Dat Lyrics

[Intro]
Yea yea yea bout dat
Yea yea yea bout dat
Yea
And I'm bout dat, said I'm bout dat
And I'm bout dat, said I'm bout dat
And I'm bout dat, and I'm bout dat
And I be like

[Verse 1]
This is my shit and I shall rip it like this
And if I do not jingle my motherf*cking zipper
Then please don't give me no lip
Boy I'm gon' grind like a broke stick shift
And I'm all about mine 'til im in a G6
Nigga gonna shine 'cause I handle my biz
My money is time that is how I live
Boy I'm bout that
And I am where the south's at
I just keep it snapping like a mouse trap
Lay a bitch down like a house mat
Fall inside the p*ssy then I bounce back
Announce that I'm out here
High as f*ck gone light years
Came from the bottom they don't fight fair
Shitting on these niggas need a diaper
And this is my shit and I shall rip it like this
Rapping like I want a Maserati a Ducati in my lobby
And some brand new diamonds on my wrist
Brand new bitch she want diamonds in her lip
I want diamonds in my chain so I hop inside the whip
Walk inside the plane then I step inside the crib
Jump inside the booth then I show how I live
'Cause I'm that nice
I'm hot like a crack pipe
And she just turned my sack to bag pipe
Made me resurrect on the third day
Had a nigga feeling like the black Christ
Baptized, pure nigga
If you think you sick I'm the cure nigga
Talking all that shit I just ignore niggas
I ain't worried boy I'm working on the tour nigga

[Chorus]
And this is my shit and I shall rip it like this
And if I do not, and if I do not
Naw nigga doubt that
And this is my shit and I shall rip it like this
And if I do not, and if I do not Naw nigga doubt that
Yea, 'cause I been going hard like a motherf*cker
Yea, and I been going hard like a motherf*cker

[Verse 2]
Rap music's new saint
I act like the black mans Bruce Wayne
Killing every motherf*cking adversary
Shitting on whoever in my nuke range
And y'all niggas loose change
So I don't give a f*ck about your two cents
Conversation don't produce revenue
Then you gon' have to find you some new friends
Bye, I'm tying up the loose ends
And you are not apart of my current agenda
p*ssy ass niggas think he f*cking special
I probably need to tell him I ain't sentimental
I probably need to send a message
'Cause these niggas here probably didn't get the memo
Propr Lee is all up in this motherf*cker
Winning in this bitch and I'm been thinking I deserve a metal
Thinking I deserve a crown
Maybe I'm a cocky f*ck
Heart cold like an ice ring
Words smooth like a hockey puck
And you niggas not enough
Got them hoes rocking to my new shit
Boys over there all stressed out
I be like a buddhist on a cruise ship
I be like a walking revolution got Mandela in my art work
Boy you wanna see how you do me
First you have to figure how my heart works
I work like a damn slave
But I walk like I own the shit
Higher than a motherf*cker
Reporting to the mother ship

[Chorus]
And this is my shit and I shall rip it like this
And if I do not, and if I do not
Naw nigga doubt that
And this is my shit and I shall rip it like this
And if I do not, and if I do not
Naw nigga doubt that
Yea, 'cause I been going hard like a motherf*cker
Yea, and I been going hard like a motherf*cker

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