Pick Of The Litter Lyrics - Doggy Bag - Lil' Bow Wow

Here we do it like 1 and 2 and 3 and to the 4 

R to the O to the C's at the doe 

Cruise make a move get clapped on up 

So so def that's wassup 

So give me the microphone first 

(Why?) 

Y'all know what the hell I'm 'bout 

I been down in the dirty C L in out 

Throw my roof in my trunk when I'm bellin' out 

Gettin' crunk when I'm yellin' out 

(Jersey) 

Weavin' overseas and plushed out piece 

Crushed out the parts, TV's and cars 

I rock blockendial and block crocodile 

I got so much style 

(Yes, yes, y'all) 

Sittin' confy, I know that every chicks wants me 

Deep dish, six body wider than a humbee 

Slump chumps, leave 'em numbered in the junkee 

Chain so chunkie, I'm funkee 

I don't know about y'all ova there 

But ova here we crunk and we ready 

And I'm the ROC dippin', leanin', meanin' 

T I G ah, crushin' up the contendah 

I'm lil' Weezy to the yippie, yo, yippie, hands down 

I don't belive nobody, can't do nothing wit me 

And I don't know about y'all ova there 

But ova here we crunk and we ready 

(Now here's what I want y'all to do for me) 

Clap with this little rap killa, little homie 

Got all the girls not knowin' how to act 

I'm so nice here, ice so clear, look at it 

When I'm up to bat, you betta get back 

It's all bomb and you know where I'm from 

East Haven, baby, ain't no playin' we up in this 

For the long run, y'all don't want none 

No.1 most wanted on your Christmas list 

I'm bow wow to the yippie, yo, yippie, hands down 

I don't believe nobody can't do nothin' wit me 

I'm too spiffy, stay new at the feet 

I got all the suburban nerds and kids from the street wit me 

Crowd around and bear witness 

As I do it so real so far I just gotta be the best 

You don't think so but I know so 

'Cause that's the only way we know how to get down at the def, oh 

I don't know about y'all ova there 

But ova here we crunk and we ready 

And I'm the ROC dippin', leanin', meanin' 

T I G ah, crushin' up the contendah 

I'm lil' Weezy to the yippie, yo, yippie, hands down 

I don't believe nobody, can't do nothing wit me 

And I don't know about y'all ova there 

But ova here we crunk and we ready 

I went from Adidas to Chuck Taylor's 

To the first one on the block wit some buck gators 

Rock them papers, need I say more? Yeah 

Well, holla at me when you see me on the streets 

Or it's the chocolate don and where I'm from 

They put diamonds on fingers and watches on arms 

If ya lookin' for that green then Tasha got some 

So fresh, so clean, y'all don't want none 

I'm sharp as a tack and if you happen ta miss me, dog 

Told ya I'll be back, maken the player haters say ah 

And I'm still too close for comfort 

And I took one nine like Keyshawn Johnson 

Who the baller? Me? I look forward to every quarter 

Convertible shift kit, if she look, I'm a call her 

Ova to the Chevy dipped in greenery 

I'm 38, hotter and we bustin' out the scenery, okay 

I don't know about y'all ova there 

But ova here we crunk and we ready 

And I'm the ROC dippin', leanin', meanin' 

T I G ah, crushin' up the contendah 

I'm lil' Weezy to the yippie, yo, yippie, hands down 

I don't belive nobody, can't do nothing wit me 

And I don't know about y'all ova there 

But ova here we crunk and we ready