Lyrics
DJ Nick, Marino Gang
Damn!
Set 'dat bitch off!
Walk in the spot
And I set 'dat bitch off!
Damn!
Set 'dat bitch off!
Walk in the spot
And I set 'dat bitch off!
Damn!
Set 'dat bitch off!
Walk in the spot
And I set 'dat bitch off!
(Goddamn!)
Set 'dat bitch off!
Walk in the spot
And I set 'dat bitch off!
(Damn!)
Set 'dat bitch off
White bitch sniff coke look like Kate Moss
Smoking on purple, Randy Moss
Shrimp, calamari tomato sauce
Never ever thinking of Santa Claus
Mama workin' her ASS off
Put in the new product drop next for
Like Penny Hardaway when I got the ball
Post in the hood like I'm 8 feet tall
Hands on my nuts saying, "Fuck the Law!"
Everything I spit no cut all raw
Flow like PCP in the glass jar
Damn!
Set 'dat bitch off!
Walk in the spot
And I set 'dat bitch off!
Damn!
Set 'dat bitch off!
Walk in the spot
And I set 'dat bitch off!
Damn!
Set 'dat bitch off!
Walk in the spot
And I set 'dat bitch off!
Damn!
Set 'dat bitch off!
Walk in the spot
And I set 'dat bitch off!
I heard they talking; heard they got jokes
Can't understand you my dick in your throat
Balls in your mouth and your hands on my coat
Don't need you touching me I might go broke
Don't need you fucking me you not that dope
I got you tight, you ain't acting right
If you keep on popping its popping outside
Give me a reason to scare you tonight
Act like yo' ass got some sense
I don't wanna tell you again
Itty bitty bitches need to mind they fucking business
Before they end up in a meeting with the bottom of my temp
Itty bitty niggas need to mind they fucking bitches
Before I tell your little wifey you as public as connects. ?
Woah. (Woah.)
Send that bitch off
Send that bitch off
Send that bitch off
Damn!
Set 'dat bitch off!
Walk in the spot
And I set 'dat bitch off!
Damn!
Set 'dat bitch off!
Walk in the spot
And I set 'dat bitch off!
Damn!
Set 'dat bitch off!
Walk in the spot
And I set 'dat bitch off!
Damn!
Set 'dat bitch off!
Walk in the spot
And I set 'dat bitch off!