Rah Digga - Untitled Lyrics
Yo yo yo yoEverybodyEverybodyEverybodyNow tell everybody how you came up with your nameWhat was it like try'na get up in the gameDirty harriet's the name saying anything goesActing like you never seen a tomboy in dress clothesLike you run around splurging, deepen the excursionTv people pissed cause i spit the dirty versionNow tell everybody what be going through your mindUp on the stage when you bout to bust a rhymeSeein' people on my left, seein' people on my rightEvery now and them you come across a *****ed up micMake sure they got water stay steady with the lightAnd i rock it so tight, make the *****es start a fightNow tell everybody bout niggas in your campHow we be rolling, when we work and we lamGot rock sham bus ramp spliff me sixAnd another set of caps double that in the bricksSome smoke, some drink, some battle just for kicksSome'll give your ass a duffy just for try'na take flicksNow tell everybody what be going through your brainsCeleb chick up in the rap gameSmoke a rogie in a store getting tipsy on a planeTake a whole lot of money***** around and ride the trainSay my voice too maley, can't understand meNo album out super***** won a grammyChorus:All the ladies in the place clap your handsAll the fellas in the house clap your handsEverybody (everybody)Everybody (everybody)Say "come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (everybo-dy)Everybody (everybody)Everybody (everybody)Say "come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (everybo-dy)Now tell everybody bout niggas on your blockIn new jerus where the crime don't stopSee a bunch of little niggas wearing scuffed up tim'sIf his stash been tapped it was probably juanes minsSome like to shoot dice ***** around lose friendsSome'll blow your brains out get you for your rimsNow tell everybody bout *****es 'round the wayWho like to hustleLose scams everydayType of chicks hit firstEven let they kids curseGet a check every monthDay job as a nurseI'm bumping out the crib playing scratch card numbersSo i'ma get slickEvict they own man runningNow tell everybody how we dipping in the stashOr with the swerve don't be spending no cashDrinking all type of goodiesSending heads on a runEverytime i pass a lHere comes another oneNow ***** got the munchiesMaking heads front meDipping in the droNiggas ***** around and jump meNow tell everybody how we keep it on lockNow where we headed when the block get hotNow we speeding on the ave.Puffing on lots of gandasPumping jay shitSomebody got nastradamusKicking one-linersCar full of rhymersDipping down the block when the cops get behind usNow tell everybody where you heard it all firstType of shit going into digga verseSay intellect punch linesKill 'em all one timeVoice still crazyEven when i kick my fun rhymesDigga supremeClientele like ghost facesNiggas have to go rewrite in most casesChorus:All the ladies in the place clap your handsAll the fellas in the house clap your handsEverybody (everybody)Everybody (everybody)Say "come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (everybo-dy)Everybody (everybody)Everybody (everybody)Say "come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (everybo-dy)Everybody (everybody)Everybody (everybody)Say "come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (everybo-dy)Everybody (everybody)Everybody (everybody)Say "come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (everybo-dy)
