Sherwood Baby by Sherwood Marty Lyrics
[Chorus]
Look how the game change, man that shit crazy
I remember switchin' lanes in the blue Mercedes
I was just ridin' 'round, me and my three-eighty
Now my Glock hold thirty shots, I dare you try to play me
Yeah, yeah, you know I ain't playin' boy
Yeah, you better watch what you sayin' boy
Ask around Baton Rouge, I'm the man boy
I'm a Sherwood baby, I'm a landlord
[Verse]
What you sayin', what you mean, you ready for war?
I catch you ridin' through my hood, we gon' wet up that car
Got some lil niggas really killers, they cut like a saw
I give the word, they come and split your shit like a 'gar
Can't fall in love with a bitch, I'm in love with this Glock
Put all this trust that I got, in these thirty-two shots
I can't play, it ain't got enough time on my watch
I cop a four, 'til nine is my time on the block
They ain't got no fuckin' money
When I was nineteen I counted a hundred and twenty
Thinkin' 'bout a drop Porsche, I'ma pull up stuntin'
My fingers itchin', you know that mean that that money comin'
And you know I ain't stupid yeah, I got the toolie
Load shots in the clip, nigga we can shoot a movie
Ain't no more gettin' ripped nigga, I ain't afraid to use it, yeah
Yeah, I say I ain't afraid to use it
[Chorus]
Look how the game change, man that shit crazy
I remember switchin' lanes in the blue Mercedes
I was just ridin' 'round, me and my three-eighty
Now my Glock hold thirty shots, I dare you try to play me
Yeah, yeah, you know I ain't playin' boy
Yeah, you better watch what you sayin' boy
Ask around Baton Rouge, I'm the man boy
I'm a Sherwood baby, I'm a landlord
Look how the game change, man that shit crazy
I remember switchin' lanes in the blue Mercedes
I was just ridin' 'round, me and my three-eighty
Now my Glock hold thirty shots, I dare you try to play me
Yeah, yeah, you know I ain't playin' boy
Yeah, you better watch what you sayin' boy
Ask around Baton Rouge, I'm the man boy
I'm a Sherwood baby, I'm a landlord
[Verse]
What you sayin', what you mean, you ready for war?
I catch you ridin' through my hood, we gon' wet up that car
Got some lil niggas really killers, they cut like a saw
I give the word, they come and split your shit like a 'gar
Can't fall in love with a bitch, I'm in love with this Glock
Put all this trust that I got, in these thirty-two shots
I can't play, it ain't got enough time on my watch
I cop a four, 'til nine is my time on the block
They ain't got no fuckin' money
When I was nineteen I counted a hundred and twenty
Thinkin' 'bout a drop Porsche, I'ma pull up stuntin'
My fingers itchin', you know that mean that that money comin'
And you know I ain't stupid yeah, I got the toolie
Load shots in the clip, nigga we can shoot a movie
Ain't no more gettin' ripped nigga, I ain't afraid to use it, yeah
Yeah, I say I ain't afraid to use it
[Chorus]
Look how the game change, man that shit crazy
I remember switchin' lanes in the blue Mercedes
I was just ridin' 'round, me and my three-eighty
Now my Glock hold thirty shots, I dare you try to play me
Yeah, yeah, you know I ain't playin' boy
Yeah, you better watch what you sayin' boy
Ask around Baton Rouge, I'm the man boy
I'm a Sherwood baby, I'm a landlord