Theme Song

You can act stupid if you want to Never play by the rules, do just what I want to Came up in this bitch tongue out without a front tooth Now who they say is number one influencer, he number 2 Yeah he dance good but guess where he got the moves? But compared to me look like he wear two left shoes Boy I treat them lil' virgins like the restroom Take my hand and dance with the devil Oh boy you in trouble, rattle the lion cage Hope God strikes you down while you're prayin' on stage Drink at your burial smoke squares at your grave Then repent for my sins like, "God I'm saved" He always forgive, later on I forget I had my fingers crossed so I'm back on that shit Catch another body fore' the song get mixed The bullets is the lyrics, turn the rapper to a spirit Singing with the angels nigga long gone Your songs like Bishop Eddie Long with a thong on Nigga I'm the wrong one to run on My balls on her Kit-Kat now she playing ping-pong Nigga this the theme song for bitch ass niggas Got a little richer now their head all bigger Nigga this the theme song for bitch ass niggas Got a little richer now their head all bigger Listen here Little Richard, I don't know what got into you Did more for the game than you That's why I had to cut into you, you need to be checked Lil' niggas need to learn some respect When your show's like the Rockettes, with some majorettes Gimme a mic and a DJ and no set 'Cause these bars on deck, ain't gotta shake my ass You the real definition of ants in your pants Got a son, lil' niggas, no child support Sorta like the bad boys up against Jordan But nigga you ain't scoring, not on me Wrote this 1-on-1 me, R.I.P. to P Taught me to keep it real, stand on my own If I got you, rock a nigga brain with his nose blown No time for the gimmicks And I ain't gotta lie when I say I'm independent Nigga this the theme song for bitch ass niggas Got a little richer now their head all bigger Nigga this the theme song for bitch ass niggas Got a little richer now their head all bigger