Congratulations - Shawty Lo

I’m ready man, ready for whatever man

Yeah, I’m ready man

Congratulations, thank y’all for hating

Congratulations, thank y’all for faking

Congratulations, oh lord I made it

Congratulations, swear to god I’ma take it

Congratulations, yeah

Congratulations, ah-ha

Congratulations, aye

Congratulations, Shawty

Let me take you back to 96

If you know what I mean

Real life story, I don’t sell no dreams

I had seven hundred but a deuce costs eighteen

Jay had one, told me to whip that shit up

Gave him seven hundred and we split that shit up

Damn, he did that for me

A nigga ain’t never did shit for me

My crew started off with me, Kurt, and G

Crying and girl ain’t come

Bankhead to the ADV

Niggas can’t slump what’s meant to me, Shawty

Congratulations

Congratulations

Congratulations

Congratulations

Known to do my thing nigga, no lie

Keep ‘em wrapped up and pretty like a bowtie

And I ain’t got a crossover

But all the shit I talk, I just might cross over

I see ya bang but you can’t chew it

Do it big nigga, or don’t do it

I talk trap shit fluent

Who ya niggas fooling?

Still in something foolish

And everything is paid for

Mama ain’t going back to jail

They just wanna know the blueprint

Young nigga follow in my footprint

Real niggas do real shit

Run the trap shit, nigga do the rap shit

One show costs a whole brick

I still got them units

Congratulations, thank y’all for hating

Congratulations, thank y’all for faking

Congratulations, oh lord I made it

Congratulations, swear to god I’ma take it

Congratulations, yeah

Congratulations, ah-ha

Congratulations, aye

Congratulations, Shawty