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Song Title:	Throw Dem Bows(feat. Mica B
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[Dude talking]

Everybody get in line
Ain't nobody getting in the club,
Unless you get in line
It's to crowded in here

[Hook: 8x]

When they hating throw dem bows
(Get 'em off, get 'em off)
Throw dem bows

[Verse 1:]

Niggas throwing boes
Firing up dem dubs
Everybody cool
Chilling in the club
Smoking on some what
Got me on lean
I be in the cut
Blowing mad green
Flexing at the bar
Dubs on my car
Limousine chauffeur
Face in magazines
Pull up on the scene
Cause I'm riding clean
Might be in a Jag
Might be in a Benz
Might be in a Chevy with some duels ack a ass ack a ass
Quick to pop a slug at a nigga
Take a plug out a nigga
Got a nigga ?? dome
Dirty South affiliated niggas tout tones
Them there make a nigga get gone
Niggas throwing boes trying to get up in the do'

[Dude talking]

Everybody get in line
Ain't nobody getting in the club,
Unless you get in line
It's to crowded in here

[Hook: 8x]

When they hating throw dem bows
(Get 'em off, get 'em off)
Throw dem bows

[Verse 2: Mica B]

Here I go
When I come to the do niggas fall to the flo
Cause I be throwing them boes
I'm the realest ho
Bucking all my foes
U understand ho
Thuggin' bitches and lovin' niggas that's bout that change
Pimping niggas and putting bitches up on some game
When I'm in the club
Bitches don't you fuck with me
Nigga don't be touching me
Cause I'm fucked up
And if you walk up get slugged up
Stepping on bitches toes
Spilling drank on they new clothes
Muthafuck dem hoes
Got money to blow
Plus I got a chip on my shoulder
Y'all don't wanna get bowed up
Y'all niggas don't wanna fuck wit me
Y'all playing
We throwing dem boes
So back up off me
Ha, what [3x]
We throw dem boes on dem hoes
Y'all niggas ain't ready

[Dude talking]

Everybody get in line
Ain't nobody getting in the club,
Unless you get in line
It's to crowded in here

[Hook: 8x]

When they hating throw dem bows
(Get 'em off, get 'em off)
Throw dem bows

[Verse 3:]

I throw these boes at these haters
Ackin like they the shit
Cause all the niggas that u wit
They ain't gone get in the mix
See they just here cause you drove
Came to sweet on these hoes
See ain't nobody out here playing
We on the flo' throwing boes
Congregation gone set it for all these wanna be killers
Y'all ain't gone fuck with my niggas
Don't give a damn if you bigga
When it's crowded in here
We back 'em off with them boes
I even (uh) on a ho
So that I'm letting you know
South Memphis up in this bitch
Better ack like y'all be on ready
See Troy done said that we ready
We 4 glock deep in the Chevy
Got my click in position
That scream out ghetto I'm here
See we in here
See we in here
See we in here

[Dude talking]

Everybody get in line
Ain't nobody getting in the club,
Unless you get in line
It's to crowded in here

[Hook: 8x]

When they hating throw dem bows
(Get 'em off, get 'em off)
Throw dem bows

[Dude talking]

Everybody get in line
Ain't nobody getting in the club,
Unless you get in line
It's to crowded in here

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