[Freaky Tah]

Mira come estas

How you do? You know my crew

LB Fam, wild out

You know me my man no doubt

We gets down LB Fam status

Niggas they be buggin, who the worst who the baddest

At this, you know I come to wreck

My man S.E.X., what?



[Mr. Cheeks]

Shorty got a nigga back up against the wall

Short and sweet y'all, about 5 feet tall

Her and her friends burnin they weed, smellin good indeed

Yo you aint what I want, you somethin that I need

No frontin, I love the way you flick the hips

And you makin matters worst the way you lick your lips

Makin shit hard for me, while I'm in front of you

Try to keep it cool, but yet this what I wanna do

Take you by the hand bounce you up outta here

But yet I got a show to do, and that won't be fair

You know my peoples came to see me, they spend money

They won't understand I bounce with the ben honey

I tell you what you play the stage when I get on

So when I get off, you and me can get our shit on

And tell your friends to get along, so we can play the part

Before we hit the stage, we got some more to say to y'all



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All we know is drink, weed and screwin O's

Gettin dough, spittin flows and yo doin shows

Keepin Crys, some pass me that Henny

No ice where the ballers at, let's roll dice



[Mr. Cheeks]

V.I.P. chillin pal, knowin this year we about to make a killin now

People on the dance floor, lights swing around

You know the LB style, the what, these niggas bring to town

Comfortable shit that you can rock to

I got a extra sack of dough up in my sock true

This is how we rock, bubble like a speed knot

>From the O-Zone, on and every weed spot

Bunch of clown niggas that you see creepin through

Thinkin that they peepin us, aiyo we peepin you

Mad at us, we got the chicks poppin Mo wit us

You can stare but don't discuss, aiyo these hoes with us

Bottom line, yo these sessy strictly LB

Yo these cats drop the hot LP's, kid you smell trees?

Listen, veterans up in the game, you know the name

You know the reason why we came, for real



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[Freaky Tah]

Booty want the mother, yeah I see you peepin me

From a distance, ya was lookin like you wanna creep with me

LB Fam, word up check it, hit the booty butt naked

Niggas yo you better respect it

Lost Boyz, like a rizza shit, hold the weight

My whole fam, came to set ya all straight

Jump in the car, peel out, shorty better chill out

Now now, how you do my fam? my crew?



[Mr. Cheeks]

We rule the state up in the scene

Drop the hot shit, that's mean

Only out for one thing, and that's green

And see my team shining, push the hot whips and keep cash

You got stash, yo nigga keep back

Niggas try to get us, can't wait to find out the source that hit us

It's time to see whose really wit us

6 Minutes till I'm on, I'm up and gone

Shorty dig my ghetto way, she is, she play along

Lock that us up like a pit, when it's time to lock

I kick it wit ya niggas later, it's time to rock



[Freaky Tah]

Run now, how we do now

Stay tight now, ok alright alright



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