PreauXX - The Theme lyrics
rate meHi name 2XX's, never fumble, any day
Toss and tumble through the jungle while stiff arming every snake
I’ m an artist, I’m a target, I see guns from everyway
Only shots I take is liquor, throw 'em back right to the face
Breath, breathe
Caught up in the rapture, I need Instagram captured
Pictures just to save the moment, my opponents thought they could be a winner
You niggas chicken dinner, I got a chick tryna be my dinner
Used to sit in a back class and copy answers like a printer
Power ranger, cowards endangered, tower above from an awkward angle
Memphis streets where hood niggas tangle, first 48 real, can't change the channel
Bang the block and bang the banga, bangarang, would never land on this plato
I mean plateau, it's just casual, walk through the hood, you wear your hat low
I’m good, get it all understood, nigga know I’m the man
And I get chose, niggas wanna point the finger, imitate Uncle Sam
Get your own, get your life ‘cause we only wanna party here
You ain't getting right, get the motherfuck up outta here
T-R-D-O-N
That’s what type of mood I’m in
What the fuck it matter, everybody go bananas
Versace, oh, that's my shit
This come on, this my song, do thatdance from "Fuck Dat Bitch"
I’m wiling for the hell of it, find heaven in a mellow chick
I’m twisted like a rello, say hello, I’m tryna nail a chick
I bet that boy gonna feel some typa way
I invited his girl over, now she really wanna stay
Why she feeling so open, I just hope she get away
Hated Super Mario, ain't abish I’m tryna save
I’m a master don, is the class I’m on, hold down the city myself
Faired well, no welfare, ain't even need Obama's help
Whipping in the kitchen, I ain't even need my mama belt
Whipping in the kitchen, I ain't even need my mama belt
Keep it frank, I know I cannot stay away from no dank
And I’m afresh prince, so you know I’m chilling up with the bank
Get your life, I got this drink, what it is and what it ain't
If you ain't getting right, motherfucker get up out my face, aye
T-R-D-O-N
That’s what type of mood I’m in
What the fuck it matter, everybody go bananas
