Bow Wow Eighteen

[Intro:]

Let’s take a pause for a minute

Let’s go

Check it out man

See man, Bow Weezy right here live and direct

I’m talking to you all young’ns out there baby

I can’t wait until I turn eighteen

I know it’s the same for you all

Man, I know, I know

I’m talking bout pulling up in them big cars on them 22’s

Now forget that, I’m talking bout Charlie Woodsens man

I’m gonna pull up, I’m talking bout 24’s

It’s a wrap for you all when I turn eighteen

Listen to the hook

[Chorus:]

When I turn eighteen

I need to ride on some rims that’s clean

And them brand new J’s when I hit the scene

When I turn eighteen

I need a girlfriend older than me

And she gonna have to be a dime if she roll in wit me

When I turn eighteen

I pull up and stop, let my system knock

They all know I’m supercool when I drop the top

When I turn eighteen

I get my crib up on my first day

And every week we celebrate like it’s my birthday

When I turn eighteen

Yeah

[Verse 1:]

I’m gonna be leaning and dippin sittin on some inches riding

Get in that, women they loving my every sentence

It’s Weezy baby

From the truck to the drop to the coup to the high 2’s

See that you all, you gotta believe me baby

The game tight and the bank right

Since fame came in the bright light

You gotta release me baby

I can’t be tied up

Can’t be handcuffed to no chick at the party when I ride up

Cause I gotta mingle

I know I’m great with the lingo but check it

I gotta motivate, I just gotta be single

And yeah like when I see you

Yea like how you jingle

And yea said I’m gonna ring you but baby I can’t bring you

Can’t wait till the day comes

When I wake up and I’m eighteen

Not a young pup but a big dawg

And I bark loud and I switch cars

It sounds hard but it’s not you all

When I get there that’s it you all

Ninth day of the third month, it’s on

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]

Up in that H2 with them wheels to match

Got them big dawg speakers bumpin up in the back

Got that Snoop Dogg CD is what I insert

Roll down my windows, sounds like a concert

And on a beautiful day

I just might switch in the Rover

So fresh so clean like Outkast

APD can’t pull me over

I’m big pimping like Jay-Z

Steady stunning like Baby

I need a girl like Free mixed with some Halle Barry

And a little hood which is good like Trina to be my lady

Just call me Cassius Clay

Baby cause I’m the greatest

And can’t nobody my age can never ever fade this

I’m unfadeable

I’m untouchable

I’m on a mission now

I’m in transition now

B-O double double O double

It’s Bow Wow

I’m in the house now and I’m up outta the pound

Now listen to the hook, this how it’s going down

[Chorus]

Yeah, you know what I’m saying

I’m speaking for all the young ones my age

Ya namean

Being told you can’t do this

You can’t get in here

And you wanna do it

This the song right here

This the anthem for us right here cause I’m one of them

Always told no, you can’t get in

But you know what

That’s gonna change man

When I

[Chorus 2x]

Bow Wow Pole In My Basement

[Intro]

Yeah..

It’s going down

Get your money out

Magic city, Body tap, onyx

We gon take it all the way out west

Spearmint Rhino

Scores out in Vegas

Can’t forget about tootsie diamonds in Miami

Let’s Go!

We gon make it storm in here tonight

[Chorus]

I got a pole in my basement

So shawty u ain’t gotta go in

Shawty just come bring a friend

I got a pole in my basement

Lil mama I got ones on deck

Shawty got money to spend

Come over, over

I’m gon brake you off

Lil mama I know what you need

So mama come over over

I’m gon brake you off

Lil mama I know what you need

[Verse 1]

Bring all ya girls cuz I got my niggas wit me

Them niggas throwing singles, shawty be throwing fifties

Cuz I’m gon make it storm, make it strom, in here, in here

Big ballas no lames in here , in here

Drop it left, up and down, to the floor lil mama

Throw some more cash at ya, can you do it longer?

She a bonified pro doin tricks like a magician

Got a ass like bucky so I gotta keep tipping

She definitely a ten got all the guys chasing

Shawty fuck the club I got a pole in my basement

Call me Mr. ATM cuz the mama full of cash

If I run out don’t worry girl I got another stash

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]

I’m gon make it Katrina

These niggas make it dizzle

I’m gon off patron

She gon off of skittles

I’m gon keep tossing money, till I can’t no more

I’m gon keeptossing money, till my arm get sore

See let’s play a game all u really want to know

Guard try to pick up every single dolla I throw

It might take a lil minute maybe even a hour

How bout you and ya homegirls meet me in the shower

No it ain’t tricking babygirl if you got it

Plus your face is like Beyonce

Damn you a problem

Now we can do this all night girl err day

Now how you do that?

I need it’s a replay

Now bring it back shawty

[Chorus]

[Outro]

I got the club in my basement

LBW gng gang it’s a movement

This for all my girls out there in the club getting there grind on

All about they paper

Bow Wow I’m A Flirt

[R. Kelly:]

Kels

Bow Weezy

Jackin for chicks

[Chorus:]

Ima Ima Ima Ima flirt

Soon as I see her walk up in the club Ima flirt

Winkin eyes at me when I roll up on dem dubs Ima flirt

Sometimes when im wit my chick on the low Ima flirt

And when shes wit her man lookin at me damn right Ima flirt

So homie dont bring your girl to me to meet cause Ima flirt

And baby dont bring your girlfriend to eat cause Ima flirt (It better be real tight to you know what im talkin bout)

Please believe it unless your game is tight and you trust herrrrr (You bring your girl around me you better put your best pimp foot foward)

Then dont bring her round me cause Ima flirt

[Verse 1:]

Ima b pimpin

I dont be slippin

When it come down to these hoez

I dont love em

We dont cuff em

Man thats just the way it goes

I pull up in the Phantom

All the ladies think handsome

Jewelry shining, I stay stuntin

Thats why these niggas cant stand em

Ima chick mag-a-net

And anything fine im bag-gin it

And if she got a man, I dont care

10 toes and I wanna be, cause I gotta have it

Now-Now who do it like B-O-dub

Girls on me when I walk in the club

Game aint tight, Ima take yo chick

Thats it man now your girl in love

Witta rich nigga, fly young dude

Ride wit me lil mama cant lose

Dont get mad at me homie cause yo girl friend choose

See this is how goin down in da 6-1-4 from the Natty up to Clevland even in Toledo

Ima boss and you know it

I got the money ima show it (Thats right)

If i give yo girl one chance to talk to me homie she aint gon blow it

HA-HA

Now the moral of the story is cuff yo chick, cause hey,

I’m black, fresh , and I rap, plus I’m rich, and ima flirt

[Chorus:]

Soon as I see her walk up in the club Ima flirt

Winkin eyes at me when I roll up on dem dubs Ima flirt

Sometimes when im wit my chick on the low Ima flirt

And when shes wit her man lookin at me damn right Ima flirt

So homie dont bring your girl to me to meet cause Ima flirt

And baby dont bring your girlfriend to eat cause Ima flirt

Please believe it unless your game is tight and you trust herrrrr

Then dont bring her round me cause Ima flirt

[Verse 2: R. Kelly]

Ima Ima Ima Ima flirt

Thats right I tell the truth and the whole truth

When it come to hoes I be pimpin like i supposed to, rollin em like I supposed to, shinin like I supposed to

In the club fuckin wit honeys like i supposed to

I dont understand when a nigga bring his girl friend to da CLUB

Creppin all ova the floor wit his girlfriend in da CLUB

And wonder why all these playas tryna holla at her

Just soon as she go to the bathroom nigga Ima holla at her

A dog on the prawl when im walkin through the mall

If I could man I would probably flirt wit all of yall

Yea- yea homie you say she yo girlfriend

But when I step up to her, Ima be like tarzan

Believe me maine this is how dem playas do it in the CHI

In plus we got them playette foolers in the CHI

Now the moral of story is cuff yo bitch

I’m black, handsome, I sing, cause im rich and Ima flirt

[Chorus:]

Soon as I see her walk up in the club Ima flirt

Winkin eyes at me when I roll up on dem dubs Ima flirt

Sometimes when im wit my chick on the low Ima flirt

And when shes wit her man lookin at me damn right Ima flirt

So homie dont bring your girl to me to meet cause Ima flirt

And baby dont bring your girlfriend to eat cause Ima flirt

Please believe it unless your game is tight and you trust herrrrr

Then dont bring her round me cause Ima flirt

[Bridge: Bow Wow]

F-L-I-R-T

Ay lil mama you know Ima

F-L-I-R-T

Ay lil mama you know Ima flirt

[Chorus:]

Soon as I see her walk up in the club Ima flirt

Winkin eyes at me when I roll up on dem dubs Ima flirt

Sometimes when im wit my chick on the low Ima flirt

And when shes wit her man lookin at me damn right Ima flirt

So homie dont bring your girl to me meet cause Ima flirt

And baby dont bring your girlfriend to eat cause Ima flirt

Please believe it unless your game is tight and you trust herrrrr

Then dont bring her round me cause Ima flirt

[R. Kelly:]

Ima, Ima, Ima, Ima flirt

Ima, Ima, Ima, Ima flirt

Ima, Ima, Ima, Ima flirt

Ima, Ima, Ima, Ima flirt

Bow Wow 70 Bars And No Hook

I keep some linen that’s clean, 50 thou in my jeans

Keep about ten pretty bitches on my team

I smoke I don’t drink lean

And my niggas in here

Cash Money Young Money yeah this is our year

Eatin rappers for dinner, pass the knife and fork

Got ’em nervous like when that hurricane was bout to hit New York

It’s a master at work, shit you niggas could learn

Could tell we smokin the stick, look how slow that it burn

And my lil youngins is ridin, and they down for whatever

In the four man drive, fuck it!

We ridin together

Alot of youngins in the game but they know who do it better

Diamonds shine bright like a Coogi sweater

I’m sayin

Why you niggas lyin in your rhymes?

You a D-Boy cause you? A couple times

Man I ain’t buyin that bullshit

You niggas is lame

Bunch of clown ass niggas, you niggas is strange

Better be watchin the boy, cause I’m on fire

24 years old and I can fuckin retire

I’m the hottest out, shit I know I am

Plus I got more hits than Summerslam

I’m goin stupid

Yeah like I lost to school

I call my own shots like a nigga playin in pool

I try my best to pray, well as much as I can

I love my momma, love my daughter, and I love my fans

I gotta bad bitch that work in K. O. D

She charge niggas for that pussy but I get it for free

And to you ol’ niggas

Slow your role nigga

Hang it up like some fuckin dry clothes nigga

Cause this that young nigga rap, I spit that ignorant shit

One thing I can’t stand is an ignorant bitch

(Yeah man)You ain’t seein Bow Weezy

All black everything, but it ain’t Young Jeezy

Muthafucka, it’s the B. O

Represent the C. O

Mr. Big Dick, ask your girlfriend, she know

Damn this weed so strong, smokin outta this bong

Damn I’m so high, boy I forgot the words to this song

(I put in work!)

Bow Wow Price Of Fame

[Voice:] Ay Bow!

What you gonna do on this one it’s ya 5th album homeboy (yeah)

You gotta let people know out, I hear dudes talkin in tha streets saying you cant do this,

you cant do that

You gotta let em know yo on ya grind

iT’s crunch time baby (L B dub)

Let’s Go! (game)

5th album (5th album)

I’m still fresh (still fresh)

new money (new money)

big checks (big checks)

I’m the prince of tha hip hop game (that’s right)

all you other lil nigga’s stay in ya lane

I see yall doin yall thang but yall ain’t this main

took me 13 yurrs to get like this man

in the Bently G.T ridin on rims like the franchize boyz

I’m a franchize BOY!

in every magazine (zine)

the girls love ’em (love ’em)

nigga’z hate but ya can’t place no one above ’em

number one draft pick young bow weezy

I make this whole rap thang look so easy

I make the crowd go crazy like young jeezy (haha)

50 kts. on my chain man it’s kinda breezy (bling)

and I gets cash money like lil weezy (uh huh)

please believe man I got Ohio runin wit me

been through alot of bull sh** in the past year

relationships, a couple rumors

yall no how it is

Big say the best mo money (mo problems)

the mo money I made (came mo problems)

after the problems (came mo drama)

even my own momma said don’t trust no body

I only trust God and I only trust me

I stay to my low so my real low key

(his name) B O W W O W you just listen to the flow

L B Dub G A N G I rep that til the day I d i e (yeah man!)

the press keep on askin me am I gone hang the mike up at age 19 (naw) I can’t now I’m

addicted to the cream (thats right)

addicted to the game I’m addicted to my dream (uh)

I’m runnin over niggaz like Jerome Bettous

and if I ain’t the best nigga then what am I? (listen)

I ain’t really gotta say no mo

I’m the prince home boy act like you Kno (UH)

My life (my life)

I got it made (i got it made)

I wanna welcome yall to the Price of Fame (PRice of Fame)

and every body kNO the name

it’s bow wow but I’m also known as tha…

PRINCE OF THE RAP GAME x2 and fade

Bow Wow Pretty Lady

[Verse 1]

Now we we be chillin we be vibing out

Because I’m famous me and shortie gotta hide out

Kinda new to her but she gonna get used to it

She know no nigga do it like I do it

Lil mama short on the rent well I take care of that

That’s just some chump change you ain’t gotta pay me back

I’ve seen alot of women in my life but you the coldest

Test me and pop when I ain’t with you cause I want you closer

[Chorus]

Shortie what you need?

Cause baby you can have it all

You wont be needing those baby

Shortie just take it off

My hands on you

Your hands on me

Trying to hold my composure

Of what its gonna be

Hey pretty lady

(da-da-damn girl you’re fine)

Hey pretty lady

(I know you hear that all the time)

[Verse 2]

Man shortie so fine

She can have wutever she wants

Tell them other fellas like heinz

They can catch up/ketchup

I’m balling hard contently there ain’t nothing like me at all

Those shopping malls we shopping outta designer catalogue

The big pimpin over there baby this is where you wanna be

I do this all year baby ignore the rumors you ain’t got nothing to fear baby

Cant listen to your ladies cause they cant keep their man cant they

[Chorus]

Shortie what you need?

Cause baby you can have it all

You wont be needing those baby

Shortie just take it off

My hands on you

Your hands on me

Trying to hold my composure

Of what its gonna be

Hey pretty lady

(da-da-damn girl you’re fine)

Hey pretty lady

(I know you hear that all the time)

[Verse 3]

Quit that whenever we chillin

I told my self id never let a woman get my feelings

My homies making fun of me fuck it I know she got me

Plus she said I hit that pussy like nobody

Hot body the illest nigga she ever met

Never miss a flight got my own jet

Which means we can retreat wherever

Snowy or sunny weather

You rolling with the dawg it gets no better

[Chorus]

Shortie what you need?

Cause baby you can have it all

You wont be needing those baby

Shortie just take it off

My hands on you

Your hands on me

Trying to hold my composure

Of what its gonna be

Hey pretty lady

(da-da-damn girl you’re fine)

Hey pretty lady

(I know you hear that all the time)

Bow Wow Caked Up

[Intro:]

Say what?

Nigga goddamn

Mustard on da beat ho

[Verse 1:]

All my homies racked out, ballin like stack house

Eat that pussy but I’m grabbing mine for takeout

Big body Maybach, backseats laid back

Just for a walkthrough, that’s 25 racks

Bad bitches in here, must be out here

Chain light the club up, I know it ain’t fair

Snap back, no no, hoes love the waves though

Never going broke bitch, money off the A-hole

What now? Nigga, it’s bad

Talk slick, get 2 piece, Chris Childs

Chyeah, and I’m smoking that good

Rappers fear me like niggas fear Shook

[Hook: x2]

All my niggas caked up, ballin like the Lakers

Better cuff your bitch dog ‘cus we might take er

All my niggas caked up, ballin like the Lakers

Better cuff your bitch dog ‘cus we might take er

[Verse 2:]

Shorty tryna holler so that we can kick it

But my girl watchin, slide the homie yo digits

Hands they itchy, gotta get paper

Let the money stack up, fuck these haters

Girls stay callin, blowin up my dealings

Hit er on Tuesday, next day her best friend

Real shit, true story

Word to the motherfuckin jeweler, cop 10 Rollies

Nigga what? Nigga, I’m the shit

1.5 million sittin on my wrist

Mustard on the beat, straight club bangin

I don’t owe a nigga no motherfuckin favor

Nigga, it’s bad

Talk slick, get 2 piece, Chris Childs

And I’m smoking that good

Rappers fear me like niggas fear Shook

[Hook: x2]

All my niggas caked up, ballin like the Lakers

Better cuff your bitch dog ‘cus we might take er

All my niggas caked up, ballin like the Lakers

Better cuff your bitch dog ‘cus we might take er

I’m in the club

I’m lookin for them bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches

I’m lookin for them bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches

I’m lookin for them bad bitches

All my thug niggas, thug niggas, thug niggas, thug niggas, thug niggas

Thug niggas, thug niggas, thug niggas

Where you at?

All my thug niggas, thug niggas, thug niggas

Where you at?

Bow Wow Drunk Off Ciroc

Back on my shit, you should be nervous boy

Maybach ride, I’m ducked low behind them curtains bow

And I got my feet. young nigga sitting comfy though

Backwood, ten grams, we blowing heavy smoke

Left Cash Money then I went back to the home team

Had to find me wave, I had to tap into the old me

Never read my comments on the ‘gram, yeah y’all don’t know me

Say you putting numbers up huh, you gotta show me

Snoop said “Get these niggas” so I’ma get ’em dog

One house, ten bitches, that how I’m living dog

Strip club, ten bands, then watch ’em take it off

If she don’t fuck, I don’t tip, that’s I how I do it y’all

Let’s get back to this real shit a nigga been through

All that shit they write about me, y’all think that it’s true

See I’m too rich to be depressed and I don’t fuck with the press

Smoke cause I’m stressed, OG nothing less

We at [?] when them planes touchdown

Balenciaga runners on my feet when I touch ground

Gotta watch your circle, it’s a circus, niggas turn clowns

Go head with all that fake love shit, I know what’s up now

Gotta watch these hoes nowadays they all want to be famous

And if she make it past the lobby, she signing a statement

Because these hoes nowadays attacking niggas who famous

You see Russell and the Weinsteins I ain’t catching them cases, roll up

Yeah, boy I got options like a quarterback

I lost my little nigga to lean, he had a heart attack

And all these rappers getting taxed out here

Heard you got pressed in LA, you can’t relax out there

Take ’em to Compton wouldn’t last out there

They in your pockets huh, you paying for that pass out there

That’s extortion at its finest my nigga

We in these streets every night, it ain’t hard to find us my nigga

Bentley, Lamb, Rover, that’s how we ride my nigga

You and 30 niggas, 30 clips, so don’t try my nigga

Drop my own shit, I couldn’t wait on Jermaine

And I’m just speaking facts boy, I’ll never hate on Jermaine

And see I see shit different, now our view ain’t the same

You still stuck on that old shit, boy the business done changed

I skipped a show just so I could see you Chris

Day ones, me and you been through a lot of shit

No matter what you gon’ always be my little brother

And it kill me when we in public and we ain’t speaking to each other

This shit crazy

Oh my fault Brown, this shit brazy

We grown men, let’s turn this shit around

Ciroc got me feeling all emotional

Speaking from my heart, that’s what I’m supposed to do

Students of the game and boy I’m coaching you

No subtweeting, you talk shit, boy I’m approaching you

That’s real

Fucked up right now

Gone off this Ciroc nigga

Niggas got me in my feelings

Fuck around, wake up and regret everything I say

But I thought that’s what hip-hop was about though

So fuck it

Bow Wow Caviar

[chorus]

On a mission whishin upon a star young boweezy with the caviar.

In the back of a limo no demo this is the real breakin niggaz down like ivander hollyfeild.

[verse 1]

I might come to your town shut a show down got the whole crowd screamin lil bow wow.

without the lil but i’m still on top back with ssd record sales won’t flop (nah) thats what u thought but i’m in that new proche no box earings chain on no

watch (das big) picture a granfather clock with diamonds, thats just the kinda mind state that i’m in.

Caviar, cartier, carterdrop on my neck call her dear cute shorty called lenier (come here).

I’m on my p’s and my q’s stones green to da blue 23’s when I cruise.

Feel my calf muscle on my brake pedal aint another yungin on my bank level (where u at?).

I’m right hurr neva late please see clurr its no blurr yes sir.

[chorus 2x]

On a mission wishin upon a star young boweezy with the caviar.

In da back of a limo no demo this is the real breakin niggaz down like ivander hollyfield.

[verse 2]

I’m on leer jets, know what make your face from your tears wet while u rockin last years sweats.

Swag yeah i got it prada bags for my luggage, face on screen for everything I doez in da public. Boy wonder, make the other boys wonder how we keep it

comin different every summa. Dont be amazed cuz of me, be amazed cuz da v came with a five year opped out lease (yea) das cuz I paid wat I paid if you

paid like i’m paid den yo cribs came wit da maids and if it didn’t den you slippin catch up but by the time you do i’ll probably do it different. I’m

advanced the the pants see the kicks see the stones on the risk u see the phone on my hip? (where it at?) it’s right thurr up to date please see clurr

its no blurr yes sir.

[chorus 2x]

[verse 3 snoop]

Shootin niggaz down, slappin bitches up, straight cash strut with some heny in my cup. Rude for the hell of it, I should be the president ay yo homey

doggy dogg got da medicine (where, where?) in da cabinet, I’m tha magnet, of attracting the badest bitches on the planet dig it. I once waz a pup neva

scared to run up I did it till the day I came up and starz do shine, I take my 32 lines and try to make you unwined first I, chop um and den some, flop um

den flip um, break um and bend um, den fix um convince them to buy my records cuz you know its all hits spread the word cuz you know its the shit! Quit

playin go get it quit hesitatin its the young and the big on da real my nig.

[chorus 4x]

Bow Wow B.O.W.

L-B- dub

ENT

Uh uh huh uh

Uh uh huh uh

[Breathing]

[Talking:]

I just thought I’d breathe on you all for a second

Matter a fact

Lemme holla at you all

[Verse 1]

Make girls fall out

Lose they mind

Girl fighting over me like Brooke Valentine (ha, ha)

I Been known get down and do my thing

Got women over 35

Screaming my name (Bow Wow)

Flow so insane

Everytime I drop

Making hits after hits

No

I won’t stop (naw)

Lil Kids to adults

Rapping my songs

If you though JD wrote this

You wrong (it’s me)

If you ask me how I’m living

I’ll tell you I’m great

Money stacks taller than the Empire State (damn)

Hottest thing since the LL and Kool Moe beef

You can line them guys up

But I put ’em to sleep (that’s right)

I’m the B-O-W (Who?)

W-Oooo-W

And these cats know how it go

Since 13 I’ve been known for bumping out that steam

Ain’t nothing changed homeboy

I’m still bringing the heat

[Chorus 2x]

And I got a

Pocket full of dough

Sold out shows

Stepping out the Phantom

With the suicide do’s

Yeah (I’m Booooow)

I’m the B-O-W

W-O-W

(Wow)

Said

[Verse 2]

I’m known as the low key don

Get up out the stores like Pokemon

Did (ha, ha)

I ain’t impressed by the stuff that you all did

the stuff that you all did

I’m way beyond it (uh huh)

I’m in the Phantom

Hop out handsome

Can’t nobody do it like my grand mama grandson (naw)

Rock shades and some Bathing Apes

New cars everytime they changing shapes

I had cake before

I got a lot more

Way before I did the first scream tour (damn)

Whole crowd roar

Whole team soar

Bring it up the back and my whole team score (that’s right)

Might scoop shorty take her with me to the mall

Spend a few g’s

Show her how a player ball (oww)

Hit her later show her how a player call

I got it on smash I ain’t worried

’cause I got a

[Chorus]

[Outro 2x]

All my people on the left

All my people on the right

All my people in the middle

Up top

Say

Booooooooooooow Wooooooooooooooow

[Chorus]