Tell Da Band - ROMEO

Uh-huh-uh

Tell the band they better play my song

We got the youngest president in the building

Gutta Music

Tell the band they better play my song

G’s Up You scared, you scared, you, you, you scared

Tell the Band they better play my song

Ya’ll rock them Nikes while I rock them gangsters

Bad to the hood with all dudes and wangsters

Me, I’m a pimp just ask your mother, sister, and brother

Kind folks and others

I never sleep they call me a hustler

Born from another plant

Its not earth

I tell shorty I think I like her

Never wife her just one night her

I’m bouncing far from a snapper

Hate derby but now I’m a rapper

Hi kids I am your master

Things have changed now

It’s all about the cuttler

Now walk it out now to left now to the right

Now walk it out

Now walk it out now to left now to the right

Now walk it out

I got the hood J-U-M-P-IN

Now J-U-M-P

Me, I’m aint scared of nothing

Ask you baby mama I’m the best thing coming

Dude speak but me not hearing em Talk to much so the streets not feeling em I got the whole hood saying get ride of em Real educate something like a sininum

I’m to young to retire

I’m fire

You’re something like pinochio

Yo yous a straight lier

I’m from the jungle so I blend wit them Tigers

Don’t like ghosts so I never had a rider

Call me the young prince of rap

Go tell the whole kingdom the prince is back

It’s another R-O

Oh yea you know

I had to do this for the bands out there

Had to It was only right

Yea, I appreciate all the love man

I be seeing ya’ll at the football games

And everything

But you know

Tell the band they better play my song

Haha

G’s Up Du-Dut-du-du

Du-Dut-du-du