They Got Down

[Intro]
Ooh
Oh, we know
Oh [?]
[?] baby
[?]
Ooh, oh, so cold
Think I fell, think I fell for you, baby

[Chorus: Fat Ray & Bruiser Wolf]
They got down on you
They got down on you
(They got down on you like fuck you and your children)
They got down on you
(They got down on you like fuck you and your children)
They got down on you
(They got down on you, down on you)
They got down on you
(Uh, they got down on you like fuck you and your children)
They got down on you

[Verse: Bruiser Wolf]
Wanna lay up with my bitch and cake up
We break up and then we make up
I got my weight up, they got they hate up
They mad at me, I got the bag on me
I cannot change my ways
Yeah, I sold dope and some crack cocaine
And my block jump and my phone still bang
I shouldn't be trappin' but it's hard to maintain
But for real, connected to the streets
Connected to the streets like the front lawn in your driveway
I swear, I'd rather just chill
Be at the crib with my kids and pay the bills
It's better than what you niggas sellin' pills
It's better than what you niggas sittin' in a cell
But that don't make me better
'Cause we stretch cheddar like mozzarella
Remember, I'm on the block with the home team
We got it locked like the home screen
Can you picture me swerving?
I've been waiting for my day to come, just like a virgin
Mask on my face in case you sneeze
They got they knee on my neck and I can't breathe
But Donald Trump [?]
I'm a dope dealer, I voted for the white girl
The white girl
The white girl