You Don't Want Drama Lyrics - Living Legends - Eightball & Mjg

It's Bad Boy South Niggaz, Ball and G 

Orange Mound, the moment you've all been waitin' for 

Collaboration, c'mon now 

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go 

Straight from the underground, fat boy from the mound 

Spit it how I live it, keep it gutter, that's how we get down 

I wanna see you get it crunk, let a nigga know what hood you from 

Everybody wit me drunk as fuck, break it down, then roll it up 

Back it up, a girl like you, a nigga like me can't pass it up 

Rollin' by, lookin' good, put it in reverse then back it up 

What's the deal, lemme make it clear what you got rite here 

They broke the mold, one of a kind, fat boy witta gold mouth that shine 

Hard to touch, sorry to tell you, boys out here ain't hard as us 

Ball and G, part of the streets, 'cuz the streets are a part of us 

Lay it down, please remember, games we don't play them now 

Disrespect, please remember, stains we gon' spray them 'round 

Buss a nigga head, smack a ho, shoot the club up 

Buss a nigga head, smack a ho, shoot the club up 

Bitch, nigga 

Bitch, nigga 

Bitch, nigga 

Bitch 

You don't want drama, no! 

You don't want none, no! 

You don't want drama, no! 

You don't want none, no! 

Get up 

(Get up) 

Get crunk 

(Get crunk) 

Let's race to the trunk 

(To the trunk) 

Get a pump, unload and dump 

Forget it, close the trunk 

In the middle of a fire, scotch and burn him, let's overheat him 

Really mistreat him, let's Rodney King him and over beat him 

MJG is the reason, yo' season needed seasonal spices 

They needed more life and lucky yo' wife was bleedin' 

Now your life is leavin' yo' body, for drinkin' too much Bacardi 

You should've known when you started, never fuck with G and E 

In any climate I'm shinin', floss, I'm perfect wit timin' 

I'm good for rippin' and rhymin' in and out the beat 

And Eightball is loadin' the clip, for niggaz supposin' to trip 

And you know I'm rollin' the whip, we finna set 'em free 

Buss a nigga head, smack a ho, shoot the club up 

Buss a nigga head, smack a ho, shoot the club up 

Bitch, nigga 

Bitch, nigga 

Bitch, nigga 

Bitch 

You don't want drama, no! 

You don't want none, no! 

You don't want drama, no! 

You don't want none, no! 

Eightball and G, get it crunk fa' sho 

My swagger, my flavor, my pimpin', my flow 

My ho, my woman, my slacks, my denims 

My backstroke in swimmin', in pools wit models in 'em 

Them boys, they hate it, we hustle, we made it 

We richer, the picture, is two of the greatest 

The realest, you bump some Ball and G, you gon' feel it 

Guaranteed, muhfucker, stamp, sign, seal it 

We placin', the fakest, they don't give it up, we gon' take it 

The realest up in this niggaz buckin', bitches shakin' 

They asses, but cash it, might be a habit 

Like mic's when we grab it, we cock it, we blast it 

Buss a nigga head, smack a ho, shoot the club up 

Buss a nigga head, smack a ho, shoot the club up 

Bitch, nigga 

Bitch, nigga 

Bitch, nigga 

Bitch 

You don't want drama, no! 

You don't want none, no! 

You don't want drama, no! 

You don't want none, no! 

So here we go, Bad Boy South 

Ball and G, Orange Mound 

New York collaboration 

You don't want no drama, you don't want none 

I see you ATL, let's tear this shit up 

C'mon, c'mon, I said, let's tear this shit up! 

Yeah, Ball and G, Bad Boy South 

Let's go, let's work these motherfuckers 

Let's get this money niggaz, yeah, as we proceed