[Trillville - Infiltrate]
Bill-me Clinton (yeah)
Trillville (right) I see you sir
`Bout to crank this motherfucker up right (yeah)
Tellin y`all `bout these muh`fuckin Donnie Brasco-ass niggaz
Muh`fuckin snakes in the grass nigga (I see you)
Get ate up by these muh`fuckin sharks nigga
Knahmtalkinbout? Yeah, yeah..
[Verse One]
Dunn we stay on the road mo` than construction workers
My pockets stay, fatter than them niggaz eatin them burgers
Me, I`m a Red Lobster nigga
Lobster bar, eatin like a mobster nigga
Trillville, I`m a R, cause I`m a trill nigga
Trilltown on the right cause I`ma put in the light
Ayy, ayy, dese niggaz don`t know me
I`m the same nigga befo`, and not the BET
Call me Corleone or Don P
It doesn`t matter cause it`s allllllll me
Like if I was to push a whip, Cartiers, and gold teeth
You would STILL see me in the streets, muh`fucker
[Chorus]
Dese niggaz think dey slick, tryin to infiltrate my click
But they cain`t, cause as soon as I say AYYY, we all goin my way
Tryin to take my cheese, man that shit ain`t gon` work with me
Cause as soon as I say YEAHHH, everybody comin with me
[Verse Two]
I gotta have the fresh shit dat {?} me
Ho you ain`t gettin in `less you show some ID
I`m a 106`n like AJ and Free
And I`m poppin Cristal, Moet and Hennessy
Cause I`m way too cool, but I`ll be damned if a nigga try
disrespect my shit, watch a hatin nigga die
It`s too much money but, not enough time
But if you get your foot, in the do`, then you gotta climb
to the top, but haters gon` hate, want you to flop
But if you get rollin the thang gon` pop
I`ma get bread whether it`s cold or hot
And when we come through the city all the hoes gon` flock
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
Well it`s King once again for the 2005
Dirty mouth the Gucci man Trillville on the rise
Trilltown dey in motion, Don P on my side
And you know I keep the potion full of `gnac in my ride
Steppin out lookin good with Desire cologne
My main focus is to leave with somethin to take home
Now it`s back in my zone, custom 3 what I claim
Never let these bitch niggaz get me off of my game
Now it`s back to the lab, to read up on the yap
Lil` Atlanta hit me up to let me know `bout the trap
Everythang`s all good, now it`s back to the hood
Got some broads do it all, loves grippin the wood
I`m a G about mine so nigga what about you
Get your mind off my money before my gun`s on you
I don`t have to play games therefore I don`t make moves
I just post on the block with a million deuce
[Chorus]
Ewww
Bill-me Clinton, yeah
Trillville, I see you sir
Hehe
Right
I see you
