Lyrics It's On - Lil' Wyte
[Intro
- DJ
Paul]
Ohhh
that
fool
got
some
coco
puffs,
boy
Damn,
shit
right
here
all
gucci
wit
me
Kno
what
im
sayin
Its
rainin
like
a
foo
[Chorus
- Lil
Wyte]
Its
on!
Its
on!
Time
to
stack
these
dollas
I
got
a
couple
of
birds
In
the
back
of
the
Impala
The
Blackberrys
on
You
know
the
numba
HOLLA
I
drop
it
in
the
hood
And
they
hit
it
out
for
dollas
Its
on!
Its
on!
Time
to
stack
these
dollas
I
got
a
couple
of
birds
In
the
back
of
the
Impala
The
Blackberrys
on
You
know
the
numba
HOLLA
I
drop
it
in
the
hood
And
they
hit
it
out
for
dollas
[Verse
1- Lil
Wyte]
I
got
cheese
ho
And
a
bunch
of
fuckin
coke
Waitin
on
a
phone
call
So
i
can
go
tranport
Blackberry
rings:
"What
up
foo
whatchu
need?"
I
need
some
for
$600
dollas
"Ok
where
you
wanna
meet?"
Got
the
destination
Im
ridin
low-key
in
a
scuffler
junt
Creepin
dirty
crack
the
window
Cuz
Im
smokin
on
a
blunt
Headin
through
the
north-north
Side
of
the
city
streetz
Cocked
the
pistol
Cuz
its
killas
hungry
hidin
in
the
trees
They
hit
it
out
for
dollas
Sometimes
they
go
bizerk
But
I
dont
give
a
fuck
Why?
Im
gettin
rid
of
work
Phone
neva
off
All
they
gotta
do
is
holla
Im
so
on
Im
so
on
Im
so
on
that
its
time
to
stack
these
dollas
Mothafucka!
Its
on!
Its
on!
Time
to
stack
these
dollas
I
got
a
couple
of
birds
In
the
back
of
the
Impala
The
Blackberrys
on
You
know
the
numba
HOLLA
I
drop
it
in
the
hood
And
they
hit
it
out
for
dollas
Its
on!
Its
on!
Time
to
stack
these
dollas
I
got
a
couple
of
birds
In
the
back
of
the
Impala
The
Blackberrys
on
You
know
the
numba
HOLLA
I
drop
it
in
the
hood
And
they
hit
it
out
for
dollas
[Verse
2- Lil
Wyte]
I
be
sittin
in
the
driveway
Countin
stacks
of
cheese
And
in
under
only
2 hours
I
made
close
to
3 G's
Got
more
blow
in
the
truck
And
the
Impala
6 feet
away
from
me
Thats
why
the
AR-15s
on
the
pssenger
seat
And
I
dont
play
games
with
my
money
Either
you
have
it
or
you
dont
If
its
a
G
you'll
lose
your
finger
But
for
10
Ill
cut
ya
throat
Thats
why
I
dont
like
frontin
dope
How
you
gunna
sell
it
and
snort
it?
I
aint
had
a
grain
up
my
nose
Thats
why
my
pockets
are
knotted
So
put
some
money
in
em
As
if
they
was
a
slot
machine
There
so
many
feinds
out
here
Not-knowin
anything
they
can
stop
the
creme
Im
Lil
Wyte
And
Im
gunna
get
them
bitches
where
they
be
at
With
20/20
vision
It
int
hard
for
me
to
see
that
Its
on!
Its
on!
Time
to
stack
these
dollas
I
got
a
couple
of
birds
In
the
back
of
the
Impala
The
Blackberrys
on
You
know
the
numba
HOLLA
I
drop
it
in
the
hood
And
they
hit
it
out
for
dollas
Its
on!
Its
on!
Time
to
stack
these
dollas
I
got
a
couple
of
birds
In
the
back
of
the
Impala
The
Blackberrys
on
You
know
the
numba
HOLLA
I
drop
it
in
the
hood
And
they
hit
it
out
for
dollas
[Music
plays
till
fade]
![Lil' Wyte - The One and Only](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/n/n/8/q/xe7nwlq8nn.jpg)
1 Outro
2 One and Only
3 We Ain't Cool
4 I Got Dat Candy
5 That's What's Up
6 Talkin' Ain't Walkin'
7 Get High
8 It's On
9 Feelin' Real Pimpish (feat. Project Pat)
10 Get Wrong
11 Choppa on Da Back Seat (feat. Project Pat)
12 Gettin' Money Boy
13 Cake
14 Got'm Lookin
15 Fucked Up
16 Suicide
17 Ghostin'
18 We Do It Fluid
19 Dat Boy (feat. Project Pat)
20 Gun Do Da Talkin'
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