Lyrics Stragglas - T.W.D.Y.
{*belch*}
Ahhhh.
Trademark.
Yeah,
for
all
you
stragglers
out
there,
y'know?
Kev-Deezy
(whassup?)
(Verse
One)
Let's
talk
about
these
stragglers
(stragglers)
You
know
motherfuckers
that
always
claim
they
down
Only
come
around
when
they
need
you
When
you
need
them
they
ain't
nowhere
to
be
found
(nope)
You
know
stragglers,
fake
motherfuckers,
lie
to
kick
it
Always
talkin
about
what
they
fin'
to
do,
fin'
to
get
Runnin
their
mouth
all
the
time
when
they
ain't
fin'
to
do
shit
(mm-mm)
Stragglers
mayn,
bitch
made
from
the
start
Harder
than
the
motherfuckin
Tin
Man
but
still
ain't
got
no
heart
Just
some
stragglers,
strugglers,
mean-muggers
I
suppose
Always
wanna
borrow
some
shit
With
a
big
ol'
green
booger
hangin
out
they
nose
(uggh!)
The
stragglin,
broke-ass
little
po'
pimp
Talkin
about
he
was
supposed
to
been
on
tour
Back
stage
with
$hort
and
them
Stragglers
mayn!
Man
you
know
them
motherfuckers
hate
us
So
stay
away
from
they
ass
cause
them
niggaz
is
contagious!
(Verse
Two)
You
know
they
scragglers
You
know
the
ones
that's
always
claimin
they
got
the
hook
up
But
when
shit
gets
faulty
the
motherfucker's
standin
around
shook
up
Scragglers
man,
you
know!
Hoes
always
want
a
back
stage
pass
But
the
bitch
ain't
talkin
about,
givin
up
no
ass
Scragglers,
the
ones
who
says
they
is
but
they
ain't
And
the
first
one
in
the
club
hollerin,
"HEY!
Will
you
buy
me
a
drink?"
Uhh,
scragglers
I
just
call
'em
how
I
SEE
Baby
wanna
be
yo'
friend
tonight
cause
she
see
you
parlayin
in
the
VIP!
Scragglers,
Rolexes
laced
with
diamonds,
Lexus
filled
with
timahs
As
we
arrive,
gotta
mash
the
lamers;
"Kevin,
can
I
drive?"
Scragglers,
the
one
who
always
has
a
problem
wants
you
to
fix
it
Then
they
find
out
y'all
got
a
show
tonight
- can
we
have
some
tickets?
Scragglers,
whether
it's
in
the
NBA,
NFL,
rap
or
R&B
You
got
scragglers,
even
Marvin
Hagler
had
some
scragglers
Scragglers
man,
you
know
you
can't
win
and
you
damn
sho'
can't
fight
it
Even
I
done
fucked
around
and
caught
some
scragg-itis
(Chorus)
STRAGGLERS!
(You
can
break
'em
and
fake
'em
take
'em
but
just
can't
shake
'em)
STRAGGLERS!
(Stragglers!)
Stragglers,
Stragglers
(That's
right)
STRAGGLERS!
(Mmm)
(You
can
break
'em
and
fake
'em
take
'em
but
just
can't
shake
'em)
STRAGGLERS!
(Stragglers!)
Stragglers,
Stragglers
(Verse
Three)
You
know
them
stragglers
man
Motherfuckers
that's
always
tryin
to
get
what
you
got
Same
car,
same
clothes,
same
hoes
And
always
tryin
to
hang
out
at
yo'
spot
Just
stragglin
mayn,
all
up
in
a
nigga
face
tryin
to
be
cool
Steady
lyin
to
motherfuckers
tellin
'em
y'all
potnahs
from
the
ol'skool
Scragglers,
I
hate
the
ones
that
act
like
they
got
psychic
powers
You
know
voodoo
Motherfuckers
always
findin
out
and
knowin
shit
about
you
before
you
do
Scragglers,
you
know
the
ones
who
always
askin
for
this
and
that
The
bad
part
about
is
she
never
the
super
fine
chick
It's
a
two
dollar
HOOD
RAT
Stragglers
mayn
(stragglers
mayn)
all
up
in
a
nigga
grilled
cheese
(Mm-hmm)
Tryin
to
fuck
with
these
real
G's!
(that's
right)
Stragglin
mayn,
motherfuckers
that's
always
tryin
to
be
up
in
yo'
mix
Tryin
to
find
out
what
ho
you
fuckin
So
they
can
get
it
back
to
yo'
main
bitch
Scragglers,
I'm
convinced
these
fools
just
might
take
over
Last
night
I
seen
a
scraggler
drivin
somebody's
Range
Rover
Scragglers
man
this
shit
is
gettin
kinda
crazy
I
think
the
last
broad
I
was
with
was
mixed
with
black
and
scragnazzy!
(Chorus)
(Verse
Four)
{*belch*}
Mmm!
Stragglers
mayn!
(stragglers
mayn)
You
know
The
motherfuckers
that
always
come
around
and
listen
to
yo'
shit
Then
two
weeks
later
they
got
some
shit
sound
just
like
it!
Just
stragglin
mayn,
they're
always
tryin
to
get
some
shit
for
cheap
Come
around
talkin
about
Banks
I
got
two
G's
can
I
get
a
piece?
Scragglers
man
y'know
the
one
who
always
walk
around
act
like
they
ki'd
But
when
you
pull
out
your
joint
they
wanna
hit
yo'
weed?
Scragglers
man,
y'all
know
y'all
JESUS
in
your
life
You
niggaz
need
to
stop
smokin
on
that
GLASS
pipe
{*belch*}
You
know
them
stragglers
man
(that's
right)
The
motherfuckers
that's
always
comin
around
poppin
they
collar
Walkin
on
solid
ground
get
knocked
the
fuck
down
For
thinkin
they
too
good
to
holla
(mm)
Just
stragglin
man
(just
stragglin
man)
Always
talkin
about
the
bitches
they
be
taggin
man
(taggin
man)
Most
of
them
niggaz
is
in
denial,
straight
saggin
man
Always
in
YO'
face,
when
you
up
in
THE
place
But
they
scared
to
see
how
yo'
DICK
taste
Scragglers
man,
these
hoes
just
won't
give
up
Nine
times
out
of
ten
these
hoes
out
to
scag
and
not
to
fuck!
(Chorus)
Aight,
that's
it
Album
Derty Werk
1 Intro
2 Cross Me Up (feat. Keak Da Sneak)
3 Pervin (feat. E-40 & Too Short)
4 Squeeze On 'em (feat. Grip)
5 Shook Niggas (feat. Dolla Will, MC Ant, Metro & Spice 1)
6 Out 2 Get Mo (feat. Otis & Shug)
7 Players Holiday (feat. Mac Mall & Too Short)
8 On the Reala (feat. Agerman & CJ Mac)
9 Stragglas
10 Ride Wit Me (feat. Pooh-Man)
11 Gameless Mortals (feat. Grip)
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