Mississippi Cartel - We In Deep (we In This Bitch) Songtexte
Chorus:
Bottles popping (bottles poppin')
We pouring up (pourin' up)
Whole clubs crunk (huh) doing fist pumps (yea)
We In This Bitch (we in this bitch)
We In This Bitch (we in this bitch)
We Deep off in the club mayn we in the bitch
Cartel (cartel), Starr Gang (starr gang), Mile High (bang bang bang)
We In This Bitch (we in this bitch)
We In This Bitch (we in this bitch)
We Deep off in the club mayn we in the bitch
Verse 1 (Smoke Dawg):
(Smoke) We here now so nigga what's up
Get krunk nigga just don't knock over my cup
We ain't ducked off we in this bitch pourin' up
In the middle of the club throwing fist pumps (woof)
Whole club jumping like we in here hitting switches
I keep that betty white so I gotta watch out for them snitches
You know it gotta be a banger Juize on the track
A couple niggas in here hating but I got folks that'll handle that
Mississippi Cartel you ain't fucking with us I bet you that
Running through this game like a motherfucking running back
Fuck niggas be talking shit but I ain't worried 'bout that
No habla ingles unless you talking where the money at (yea)
Chorus
Verse 2 (Dolla Black):
We in this bitch but that much you can see
M-H-M-G (ah) B-D-E
Club packed but I know dat they gon' see me
Surpassing them hating niggas that know they wanna be me
But my levels whoodini here now gon' later (ah)
Chill with my people then get back to the paper
When the dj play my shit I watch the whole club get krunk
One hand one move partner fist pump (yeah)
Hit up the bar and wrap the moet out the plastic
Pass the cup to La Roc then the bottle to Lil Majjik
See the Cartel going dummy when the smoke clears
It's a party in this bitch yeah we in here (yea)
Chorus
Verse 3 (Infinite Starr):
Bad bitches my click
Fuck your fashion statement man my swisher match my BIC
These hoes think they on hollering little stuff they done did
Hold up Prep stop the track, I want these hoes to hear this
Bitch you ain't did shit
I'm 'bout shut your lid
Kidnap your kids
I'm a dog I'm a dog I'm a dog that's real
Poppin' four or five of them pills
If I overdose see my niggas ain't gotta worry Cartel in my will
Ciroc make me ill
Kush make me live
Loratabs in my system rock da boat like Aaliyah
I'm a ball I'm a ball like my momma name Mrs Cita
I think my neighbors hate me cuz they always call the people
WAHHHH
WAAAAAAAAHHHHH