[ChorusX4: Dj Paul, Frayser Boy, Fiend] Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!! Nigga, Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!!
[Verse 1: Juicy "J"] any rapper, disc jockey, dat don't like juicy doe get yo ass smacked, shot da fuck, in the studio take a broom stick, break a half in yo booty hole consequences when ya fuck me, nigga you didn't know all you chickens wanna be my wife, you can be my hoe you can shake it at da ebony lace swang it round a pole I will never ever trust a bitch, all they wanna is dough millionaire, wit da platinum tails ridin da bentley rolls in da back, seat we got tha black, heat with tha liquor bottles and light, green if ya want, a pound then get at, me if there was, a drought well save you something maybe somethin you can weight up on a triple beam you can flip it forward money til ya hit da scene with them chrome 23's shiny blingy bling and tell dem haters on da town you can let off ya steam
[ChorusX4: Dj Paul, Frayser Boy, Fiend] Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!! Nigga, Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!!
[Verse 2: DJ Paul] now I'm a divide and conquer any nigga dat wanna fuck wit dj paul, da k.o.m, da blackhaven's owner and keep a tone when I roam cuz murder's mandatory only nigga dat cross this clique for some fame or glory I show you dyin is easy cuz you niggaz is cheesy I walk up to yo bitch ass and leave yo shirt real bleedy! I'm havin a ball with this here ain't bout to start with this here and I'm a celebrate this shit like it's da end of da year plus leave yo family with sorrow they ain't gon see you tomorrow to top it off after all of that make yo mamma get borrow this h.c.p. is a gang this h.c.p.'s in my vains and I'm a stay drankin liquor nigga and totin them bangs I went from big to bigger went from rich to richa I went from carin da kitchen nigga to straight pullin triggaz and watchin haters subtract they gon I scratch em off my list cuz I ain't about to talk to niggaz and get drown by they spit, ya bitch
[ChorusX4: Dj Paul, Frayser Boy, Fiend] Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!! Nigga, Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!!
[Verse 3: Fiend] drop ya card and I drop ya hard nothin like tha ?roy jones' spa? similar to gone half on my ?thawyer? I'm lost can't disregard survivors at cause when we actin mo' safer walkin da streets without God hard as yo whoadies is my rounds throw rounds by the abundance dispurses brang yo big boy excursions churches wouldn't wake em, why because of his face rambled and shattered like hatches see how good these bastards think I'm (?) my nigga for one more hour til the opposition straight rose to power I chose to shower flood da hood with goodies gats, crack, irreversible hoodies is ya with me guaranteed lil niggaz gon forget me cuz this grindin while you playin with them fishes with them just snort a line of fire beamin at ya reflexes cuz a bag of cash had some requests yell at me
[ChorusX4: Dj Paul, Frayser Boy, Fiend] Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!! Nigga, Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!!
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[ChorusX4: Dj Paul, Frayser Boy, Fiend] Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!! Nigga, Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!!
[Verse 1: Juicy "J"] any rapper, disc jockey, dat don't like juicy doe get yo ass smacked, shot da fuck, in the studio take a broom stick, break a half in yo booty hole consequences when ya fuck me, nigga you didn't know all you chickens wanna be my wife, you can be my hoe you can shake it at da ebony lace swang it round a pole I will never ever trust a bitch, all they wanna is dough millionaire, wit da platinum tails ridin da bentley rolls in da back, seat we got tha black, heat with tha liquor bottles and light, green if ya want, a pound then get at, me if there was, a drought well save you something maybe somethin you can weight up on a triple beam you can flip it forward money til ya hit da scene with them chrome 23's shiny blingy bling and tell dem haters on da town you can let off ya steam
[ChorusX4: Dj Paul, Frayser Boy, Fiend] Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!! Nigga, Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!!
[Verse 2: DJ Paul] now I'm a divide and conquer any nigga dat wanna fuck wit dj paul, da k.o.m, da blackhaven's owner and keep a tone when I roam cuz murder's mandatory only nigga dat cross this clique for some fame or glory I show you dyin is easy cuz you niggaz is cheesy I walk up to yo bitch ass and leave yo shirt real bleedy! I'm havin a ball with this here ain't bout to start with this here and I'm a celebrate this shit like it's da end of da year plus leave yo family with sorrow they ain't gon see you tomorrow to top it off after all of that make yo mamma get borrow this h.c.p. is a gang this h.c.p.'s in my vains and I'm a stay drankin liquor nigga and totin them bangs I went from big to bigger went from rich to richa I went from carin da kitchen nigga to straight pullin triggaz and watchin haters subtract they gon I scratch em off my list cuz I ain't about to talk to niggaz and get drown by they spit, ya bitch
[ChorusX4: Dj Paul, Frayser Boy, Fiend] Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!! Nigga, Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!!
[Verse 3: Fiend] drop ya card and I drop ya hard nothin like tha ?roy jones' spa? similar to gone half on my ?thawyer? I'm lost can't disregard survivors at cause when we actin mo' safer walkin da streets without God hard as yo whoadies is my rounds throw rounds by the abundance dispurses brang yo big boy excursions churches wouldn't wake em, why because of his face rambled and shattered like hatches see how good these bastards think I'm (?) my nigga for one more hour til the opposition straight rose to power I chose to shower flood da hood with goodies gats, crack, irreversible hoodies is ya with me guaranteed lil niggaz gon forget me cuz this grindin while you playin with them fishes with them just snort a line of fire beamin at ya reflexes cuz a bag of cash had some requests yell at me
[ChorusX4: Dj Paul, Frayser Boy, Fiend] Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!! Nigga, Watch out Watch out, Bitch! There go dem headbussaz!!!!!!
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