Letras de Musicas

(intro):



Ooh shitÂ…ooh! yeahÂ….

Spread you wings like a y baby (aha), do the y-not dance (aha)

Spread your wings like a y (aha), spread your legs like a y baby

(aha, aha) you think you gangsta? you ainÂ’t gangsta (aha), come on!







(1.vers):



DonÂ’t be actinÂ’ like you gangsta boy,

We all know that youÂ’s a pranksta boy

Moving round town like a wanksta boy,

You canÂ’t handle all the drama boy

Feel so sorry for your mamma boy,

Try to drop bombs like osama boy

See you at the club with the homies boy,

You and your bitches try to know me boy

Ice grillinÂ’ fuck you blow me boy,

Trying to get low on the mammaÂ’s boy/

We all see through your little plot boy,

Stop being something that youÂ’re not boy







(chorus):



When you get in a fight and bring 20 of your friends,

(that ainÂ’t gangsta!)

When you buy an old car with some brand new rims,

(that ainÂ’t gangsta!)

When you smile in my face and try to get with my chick,

(that ainÂ’t gangsta!)

When you hate on me before now you all on my dick,

(now thatÂ’s gangsta!)







(2.vers):



I canÂ’t help that i got your girl,

I canÂ’t help i get all them girls

From the gucci and versace girls,

To the reebok and nike girls

From the downtown inner city girls,

To the cow, farm and piggy girls

Even the high class and richy girls,

To the down, dirty and ichy girls

From the university study girls,

To the wrestly and muddy girls

No trying to mess with them wanksta girls,

Trying to get me a straight up gangsta girl







(chorus)







(breakdown) {#2}:



Let me see you get down get dirty, (wow girl!)

(just spread yo legs like a y for me!)

Let me see you get down get dirty, (wow girl!)

(just do the y-not dance for me!)







(3.vers):



LetÂ’s get back to the theme boy

I see right through your little scheme boy

You on that fake montana team boy

ItÂ’s time to wake up from your dreams boy

Everything ainÂ’t always what it seems boy

You will know exactly what i mean boy

When you locked up in the pen boy

WhoÂ’s the real gangsta then boy

AiÂ’nt got no future or no friends boy

ThatÂ’s what happens in the end boy

I guess thereÂ’s no more hope boy

Just try not to drop the soap boy







(chorus) {#2}