Текст песни Willie Joe - Lil Rascals (feat. B.o.B)
Geah, geah, geah
Ever since I was a lil' rascal
I been 'bout it, ya feel me?
Willie Joe, a.k.a. Joseph
G-O-B, a.k.a. Bobby Rack
Ova, let's get it in, let's get it in
Ever since I was a lil' rascal
I been huggin' that block
Nigga settin' up shop
Catch me runnin' from the cops
Ever since I was a lil' rascal
We been fuckin' them bitches
Gotta keep your eyes on the riches
All my niggas get yo' money
Oh-tay (Oh-tay), oh-tay (Oh-tay), oh-tay (Oh-tay)
All my bitches get yo' money
Oh-tay (Oh-tay), oh-tay (Oh-tay), oh-tay (Oh-tay)
Well ever since I was a lil' rascal
Had empty pockets, ashy knees with a afro
All the neighbors called me bad ass lil' bastard
They said I would fail 'cause I was always skippin' classes
Dicking church girls when my daddy was the pastor
Now I'm rookie of the year
All of my peers never thought that they would see me here
But now I'm sittin' here chillin' while I'm sippin' beers
Bitches cookin' fo' me, cleanin' out my ears
But way back then, when I got kept back
I wasn't in the tenth, it was nine and a half
'Cause I was on the grind, tryna get some stacks
Thought cash would make me happy so I up and hit the trap
We grew up in the slums, since we were young
Searchin' through the Sunday paper for some coupons
And guess they not to make it, since we was babies
But everything's fine and we doin' okay
Ever since I was a lil' rascal
I been huggin' that block
Nigga settin' up shop
Catch me runnin' from the cops
Ever since I was a lil' rascal
We been fuckin' them bitches
Gotta keep your eyes on the riches
All my niggas get yo' money
Oh-tay (Oh-tay), oh-tay (Oh-tay), oh-tay (Oh-tay)
All my bitches get yo' money
Oh-tay (Oh-tay), oh-tay (Oh-tay), oh-tay (Oh-tay)
Geah, geah, ayy, ayy, ayy
I was a lil' nigga, from a lil' city
Vallejo, Cali, man, it's where the streets is never pretty
It's where the girls is cute and the cops they treat you shitty
I grew up listenin' to The Click and Cutthoat Committee
The fresh prince of the city, I'm tryna get it in
My nigga did the bid, he doin' 15 in the pen
I think his name is Ken, I'm chasin', his name is Ben
I'm talkin' Franklin, I keep the tree stankin'
Niggas tried to test the boy, what is you thankin'?
Mo' money, mo' problems, boy, call me Mason
Betha, I'm somethin' like a weak nigga tester
When I was young, if you snitched, then you was on the stretcher
I'm so good at chess, but these niggas is playin' checkers
Nigga watch your mess, I saw a dude die for lesser
(Y'all lookin'!) It's a cold world after all
As a lil' rascal all I wanna do is ball, and I ball
We grew up in the slums, since we were young
Searchin' through the Sunday paper for some coupons
And guess they not to make it, since we was babies
But everything's fine and we doin' okay
We grew up in the slums, since we were young
Searchin' through the Sunday paper for some coupons
And guess they not to make it, since we was babies
But everything's fine and we doin' okay
Ever since I was a lil' rascal
I been huggin' that block
Nigga settin' up shop
Catch me runnin' from the cops
Ever since I was a lil' rascal
We been fuckin' them bitches
Gotta keep your eyes on the riches
All my niggas get yo' money
Oh-tay (Oh-tay), oh-tay (Oh-tay), oh-tay (Oh-tay)
All my bitches get yo' money
Oh-tay (Oh-tay), oh-tay (Oh-tay), oh-tay (Oh-tay)
