Ying Yang Twins
Dispose of Broadz
[Intro]
I don't give a fuck about these n***as or these hoes
Don't you ever, don't you ever
Make me spit on yo ass bitch, ah-ha

[Verse 1]
Fuck them hoes, let 'em bounce
Known for kickin' bitches out, all they wanna do
Is sneak a blunt or two out yo house
Try to help us, with a plan guard yo grill and watch yo back
Bitches known for showin' other n***a's where you kick it at
Might be a hard head, might be a soldier thug
With a bitch got him sick, if he a sucker for love bitch
His n***a's better show him who unified
To get respect you got to play, watch them hoes step aside
Bitch! I'm just like you
Bitch! I smoke weed too
Bitch! I need Gs so look
Bitch! I don't need you
All y'all can suck my
I don't give a fuck, die!
Now, bitch. bye!
You blowin' my high!

[Chorus]
I love myself, I hug myself
And if I had a pussy I fuck myself
See real ass n***as don't fold or fall
Hit the mall buyin' clothes. I dispose of broadz
Now who in the hell came here to stop me?
I'm in the party ballin' with my posse ah-ha-ha
Now who in the hell came to get it started?
I'm in the party ballin' with my posse ah-ha-ha
[Verse 2]
Fuck these n***as who dropped me on my head
When I was younger, I did some wild shit
To make these n***a's wonder
Am I crazy, or am I straight sick?
Round with these fuckin' lunatic's
You talk shit, you get yo wig split!
If you wanna try me!
You must be ready to die bitch!
I ain't scared to die bitch!
Ya see it's just a hobby!
God gave me time, I was game from my birth
I couldn't let the shit go to waist
I had to put this shit to work
I'm just a ghetto ass n***a!
With the street knowledge I was gave!
You try to play! Run up on this 12-gage!
Hell nah! hit a tree, had to go help him up
You shouldn't have never fucked up!
Now you lookin' fucked up!
Blew his head clean off his shoulder
I was all ready gone, before anybody showed up
Got away clean, like some Jean's when you wash 'em
Trill ass soldiers ain't no way you can stop us Bitch!

[Chorus]
I love myself, I hug myself
And if I had a pussy I fuck myself
See real ass n***as don't fold or fall
Hit the mall buyin' clothes. I dispose of broadz
Now who in the hell came here to stop me?
I'm in the party ballin' with my posse ah-ha-ha
Now who in the hell came to get it started?
I'm in the party ballin' with my posse ah-ha-ha
[Verse 3]
I be bustin' nut's on yo baby mama, baby head
Why you be gangster, somebody got 'em keep 'em fed
When I fed to the point where I be bakin' bread
I mean fed to the point where I be servin' head
Now look, that don't mean I'm tryna sound bad and shit
When I stab that trick, you can have the bitch
Grab yo bitch, you need to try to train yo bitch
Tame yo bitch, 'cause she be runnin' game ya bitch
Now you all in a n***a grill, lookin' all swole
Picturin' how ya slipped off, trustin' in them hoes
No damn well, that yo Mom taught ya better 'cause
A bitch will get'cha killed if ya let her
That's why I love myself, I hug myself an if
I had a pussy I fuck myself
See real ass n***a's don't fold to fold
Hit the mall buyin' clothes I dispose of broadz

[Chorus]
I love myself, I hug myself
And if I had a pussy I fuck myself
See real ass n***as don't fold or fall
Hit the mall buyin' clothes. I dispose of broadz
Now who in the hell came here to stop me?
I'm in the party ballin' with my posse ah-ha-ha
Now who in the hell came to get it started?
I'm in the party ballin' with my posse ah-ha-ha
[Verse 4]
Punchin' got a long head
Ballin' keep my artillery
Gangsta so I'm a mission shit
Cap pilla I'm known for spittin' on bitches
Disrespectin' my mind, tryna play me soft and
At the same time bitch, you fuckin' with some ATL soldiers
Smokin' for free, and drinkin' for free n***a hell nah!
First ya got to take yo muthafuckin' draw's off
'Cause real player's 'bout to lay the law down
You better draw the straw now, you done
Fucked Up'ed Now!
This how we do it in the A-T-L
For them hoes who think they pussy fire ass hell
Got a game for that ass big dick's to match
Don't have time for them hoes, who be tryna act
Ha do it, get 'em shorty get 'em we ain't playin' with 'em
If you clockin' n***a spit 'em n***a spit 'em
Stupid ass hoes, be tryna act
But they switch up, bitch up and call ya back
Say what?
Stuipd ass hoes be tryna act
But they switch up, and bitch up and call ya back
Say what?
Stuipd ass hoes be tryna act
But they switch up, and bitch up and call ya back
And We! shake them hoes off what!
Shake them hoes off! what! shake them hoes off what!
N***a! shake them hoes off! what! shake them hoes off what!
Shake them hoes off! what! shake them hoes off! My n***a
Shake them hoes off
N***a we ain't got no love for these hoes
These bitches switch dick's like outfit's
Hoes, ya need to find another route
Figure that a n***a be thugged out
And we off in the club