YOUNG JEEZY

YOUNG JEEZY - AND THEN WHAT lyrics

rate me

(feat. Mannie Fresh)

{first part of the song}

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First I'm going to stack my flow

(and then what?)

Then I'm going to stack some more

(and then what?)

Close shop then I do my count

Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house

(and then what?)

Get fresh and jump in one of them cars

Hit the club and get one of them broads

(and then what?)

It's a wrap we on the way to the house

By 3:45 I'll be kicking her out

Patty cake patty cake microwave

Them suckas make a square, goddamn I'm paid

I'm so cool but I'm so hot and I'm so fly and you your so not

Show me what your working with, just like that

Turn around, bend over, bring it back

Snowman and Mannie Fresh bring it back Mannie Fresh and Snowman, it's a rap

Wrap it up in the club, ya I'm so crazy

These other rappers actors like Patrick Swayze

I try to tell them but these niggas aint hearn me

Mossberg pump, i'm riding shotgun literally

Live from the projects, you know what it is

Hey Snowman can I get a adlib

Get the club crunk, cant take that from me

Aint dropped yet, still got a lil jon money

First I'm going to stack my flow

(and then what?)

Then I'm going to stack some more

(and then what?)

Close shop then I do my count

Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house

(and then what?)

Get fresh and jump in one of them cars

Hit the club and get one of them broads

(and then what?)

It's a wrap we on the way to the house

By 3:45 I'll be kicking her out

I see you lookin, what you looking at

Catch Snowman in the kitchen with his cooking ass

I'm so clean but I'm so grimey

So dirty but yet I'm so shiney

My nigga Kiki B told me me finish my meal

Def jam 7 figures we can finish the deal

Some say I lucked up I call it perfect timing

Nigga I cant lose the whole city's behind me

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boom boom,clap. boom boom,clap. boom boom,clap.)

First I'm going to stack my flow

(and then what?)

Then I'm going to stack some more

(and then what?)

Close shop then I do my count

Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house

(and then what?)

Get fresh and jump in one of them cars

Hit the club and get one of them broads

(and then what?)

It's a wrap we on the way to the house

By 3:45 I'll be kicking her out

I got million dollar dreams and federal nightmares

We pop crys my nigga and still drink beer

What did you expect man I came from nothing

Real street nigga wouldnt change for nothing

Got my niggas out the hood, it's such a wonderful feeling

Three car garage with the twelve foot ceilings

It ought to be a crime just to feel this good

I swear it ought to be a crime just to be this hood

First I'm going to stack my flow

(and then what?)

Then I'm going to stack some more

(and then what?)

Close shop then I do my count

Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house

(and then what?)

Get fresh and jump in one of them cars

Hit the club and get one of them broads

(and then what?)

It's a wrap we on the way to the house

By 3:45 I'll be kicking her out

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