Full Of Dat Shit

I'm full of dat shit; I'm full of dat shit

I'm full of dat shit; I'm full of dat shit

I'm full of dat shit; I'm full of dat shit

Now if you ever catch me leanin to the side

Red eyes in my ride

Wit the music up high

Bad bitch up on my side

Might be gettin on her ass so I'm grippin on her thighs

Play me I ain't even gon' try (I'm full of dat shit)

Now you might catch me wit my cutie

Ridin bumping that Boosie

One hand on the wheel the other hand on the cootchie

Big stacks, big gats, Nextel Motorola's

Doga after douga (I'm full of dat shit)

In the club by the bar

My niggaz we twitchin gars

Spending pitches wit my boys

Jumping, stomping, makin noise

On the block serving junkies making money thumpin toys

I ain't in the mood for it (I'm full of dat shit)

We in the club throwin 4s, pourin 4s

Blowin Jos, fresh clothes

Gotta nigga head drove

V.I.P. doors is where we go when we gon' party

That ex got us retarded (ecstasy) (I'm full of dat shit)

? Off countin cheese wit Boosie in Tennessee

Red bitches on they knees suckin and catchin semen

Wit some dark Lochs on the sun ain't even beaming

You ain't even tryin to see (I'm full of dat shit)

I'm in the room wit something nasty big, fine, and sassy

On top that girl be actin, she even called me daddy

I hit in the Caddy on the way to the classic

I fell asleep all in traffic (I'm full of dat shit)

In the room wit something sexy caramel complexion

Both of us butt naked

Don't give it to me I'll take it

No time for no cakin I'm stabbin it like I'm Jason

I serve it like I'm crazy (I'm full of dat shit)

You can catch me by the school zone

Wit my McKinley Blue on, too long

That'll have you, you, and you gone

You niggaz hatin on these boys cause we trill

And we drink all night (I'm full of dat shit)

Sharp as a bow and arrow

To deep enough to marrow

Clutchin on the double barrel

Hollin bitch it don't matter

Wit the class clown actin no sense and go get the paddle

That'll have you actin badder (I'm full of dat shit)

I'm in the room wit Halle Berry

I swear this girl Haller Berry

Cuz she shave round her cherry

And she smile when she get ready

And keep wit that confetti

We ridin heavy Chevy's gettin high every second (I'm full of dat shit)

On the way to the mall

Wit a bad lil broad

Slob all over my balls

She lickin through my draws

Wit my main man wit me I'm hittin up on the phone

That's my motherfuckin dog (I'm full of dat shit)

I hit the stage buckin hard got the whole club rockin

Hennessey to Hypnotic got me thinkin bout the projects

Stop it that's my role nigga

You know every time you see me I'm pourin 4s (I'm full of dat shit)

Drivin on the sidewalk in the dark like I don't care

Flyin through the stop signs like them bitches wasn't there

Spinning buck up to the ceiling spilling Hennessey and beer

We done shot ya in the ear (I'm full of dat shit)

I'm in New Orleans wit Lil' Wayne platinum chains, platinum women

If you tell them girls sick me then you know they gon' come and get me

They gon' rub me, they gon' lick me, they gon' keep a nigga smilin

I can't stop wildin (I'm full of dat shit)