Lyrics to Young Dro

young dro - 100 yard dash
young dro y'all already know what it is when i'm on that ecstasy who dis is? grand hustle? aye let's do it ni

young dro - fresh
best yeah, you know what it is, the flyest in the game, daddy sho 'nuff, introducin', grand hustle, young dro body full of polo clothes, fresher than a *** now a-1 status make my *** get at yo' *** now cartie

young dro - gangsta
gangsta shit, gangsta shit, gangsta all i know is gangsta gangsta, soldier, fruity fruit rolled up young dro , yeah, but all goddamn grown up 10 a ki now, got da whole block sewed up e'erybody smokin? me, cush

young dro - hear me cry
killing kids, hurry up, 'fore they kill mine killing time, lately there's a funeral, i'm soon to go young dro , bless me in peace and look at the moon blow thinking about wen my daddy got high and i had my roo

young dro - man in the trunk
, tell 'em bout that jackie chan tho nigga nitti beats the fuck is jackie chan nigga, let 'em know young dro i ain't playin' wit it trunk got that jackie chan in it sound like it got a band in it i'm the fres

young dro - rubberband banks
i'ma player you know i got them c****** 'cause i'ma sprayer i'm 28 inches in the air g4 in the air young dro , ladies in my hair b****** want me 'cause i'ma player rock cartier, i'ma chief like an indian frea

young dro - take off
i'm bout to take off (take off )(take off) (take off) lets (take off) ay lets take off x2 young dro we in the club my wrist cost a 100 rats when i pop a pill i take off like a thunder cat 9 cats ston

young dro - u don't see me
you don?t see me you don?t see me nigga, you don?t see me you don?t see me nigga, you don?t see me young dro , i ride over ya, h, nigga, cobia weight come from korea, 80 k and wachovia pussy nigga phobia, i c

young dro - what it is
own, we rip 'em off my wrist folded, forget how much tip costs buy a hundred k, i don't wanna play young dro rides hard in the summer day sellin' dope, it'd be giant in my mama's day bad h**s get treated like

young dro - all that money
(chorus)x2 girl u makin all that money dont let nobody treat u treat u. you makin all that money dont let nobody treat u treat u. (verse 1) booty club 25 grand fat pockets look at my pants we too young dro

young dro - high five
high five, high five, high five high five, high five when you in the club and you see me, high five you know i'm just a thug when you see me, high five you know i'm that fresh man i keep the shit liv young dro

young dro - my girl
my girl got a girlfriend see 'em in a pearl benz passin' by ya, sittin' higher flyin' then what yours is my girl got a girlfriend and we be bringin' girls in you don't want my dick up in her keep her young dro

young dro - presidential
anythin' you want i can get my hands on it if you keep comin? put some extra grams on it you know i keep glad to prove who i am if it ain?t presidential, we don?t got damn want it anythin' you want i young dro

young dro - shoulder lean
let me see you bounce right to left and let your shoulder lean let your shoulder lean, just let your shoulder lean ay, get it right, two step and let your shoulder lean let your shoulder lean, just le young dro

young dro - shower
dro can you blow smoke? oh yes im the best… dro can you blow smoke? oh yes im the best… dro can you blow smoke? oh yes im the best… && we can do it in the shower… [chorus)(2xz] we young dro

young dro - we lied
my girlfriend my girlfriend my girlfriend my girlfriend my girlfriend ay ay, ay check this out i said i weren't gon' never hurt you you said you ain't gon' never hurt me but we lied little milf, ho young dro

young dro - it ain't over
extreme-aai this system x2 (hey...) street my x2 classic x3 right about now x2 come on, all tha ladies, get on tha dance floor and just get ur ass on come on come on and just [chorus x2] fuck tha fat young dro

chamillionaire - industry groupie
n love with me but obviously, your just a groupie. [groupie love] [verse 1] see, i got a clue when young dro said his girlfriend got a girlfriend that girlfriend of his girlfriend's had chamillionaire as her

jadakiss - who's real
100 cause 1's i hate but ima keep it 200 cause ones they fake red and black cars red chrome stakes young dro lane on my blates chorus swizz beatz yea yo pocket full of cash wallet fulla class in and outa l