U.S.D.A.

Corporate Thuggin' Lyrics

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Composers:
  • Jay Jenkins
  • Renaldo Whitman
  • Peter Arnaz Smith
  • Bruce Falson
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  • dirty south
  • rap
  • whtd fm
  • wjlb fm
  • young jeezy
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U.S.D.A. - Corporate Thuggin' lyrics

I said I'm corporate thuggin', C T E

Until the day I die that's the way it's gon' be

Thug Motivation I'm bumpin' number 3

Blowin' on some killa shit that I got from Zone 3

Blowin' Orange Mile, yeah, we call it Tennessee

I'm good in every hood everybody know me

So don't wake me up, I swear to God I'm dreamin'

Pray fo Uncle Ray, yeah, dat nigga still beamin'

Lookin' fly in the cock pit a nigga still leanin'

Money out here so a nigga still schemin'

And I don't make music fo da muthafuckin' critics

They don't understand 'cuz they ain't muthafuckin' littin'

And I ain't trippin' on the source I got a muthafuckin' plug

Keep me 5 mics, I'm still a muthafuckin' thug

Now the question is, can a nigga really rap?

And the answer is you eva been to da trap?

Bitch, I make hits, you niggas waste time

And I be goddamn, if I let you waste mine

Like change for the better but I'm still strapped

Trigga happy nigga don't make me relapse

Attitude like fuck it, they hatin' anyway

And I can give a fuck what a nigga gotta say

You still talkin' blow? You goddamn right

What else I'm gon' say? That's my mu-fuckin' life

I just left Jamaica, I'm talkin' Nachos Rios

Sippin' margaritas on the beach in my Adidas

Brought a few pills but thats' only fo da skeezas

Used my black car but that's only fo da reefa

What's up? Let's go

Not a day goes by, that I ain't high

Hit da mall everyday, nigga, I stay fly

26 inches, yeah, I'm sittin' up high
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And I'ma keep it hood, homie, dat's no lie

Not day goes by, that I ain't high

Hit da mall everyday, nigga, I stay fly

Get how we live, yo, we tryin' to get by

We throw it all in the air, baby, dats no lie

Blood raw, errbody love it blowing on Jamaica

The boy corporate thuggin'

Glasses in the air, errbody toastin'

Don't get it fucked up, nigga, errbody toting

Posted with a broad, yeah she blacker then a African

Hair down her back like she mixed with Italian

Mami so thick man she look like a stallion

Introduced her to my partner yeah, it's on so what's happenin'?

What's happening? Dead Presidents, briefcase full of 'em

Couldn't take a chance we do it for the love of 'em

Living life fast, we do it for the rush of it

Rubber band stacks, we do it for the touch of it

This shit don't stop, corporate thuggin' nigga til my casket drop

Yams in the booth did the same on the block

Don't blame me, I'm just tryna get a knot, U.S.D.A.

Not a day goes by, that I ain't high

Hit da mall everyday, nigga, I stay fly

26 inches, yeah, I'm sittin' up high

And I'ma keep it hood, homie, dat's no lie

Not day goes by, that I ain't high

Hit da mall everyday, nigga, I stay fly

Get how we live, yo, we tryin' to get by

We throw it all in the air, baby, dats no lie, what's up?

So fly, so high

So fly, so high

So fly, so high

So fly, so high

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