Tag Lyrics - King Issa - Issa

(Chorus) 

Foreign Cars, Drop Six 

Beni.....Hana's Chop....Sticks 

Shout To All My Bad Chicks 

Tag Tag Tag, Im It (Im It) x3 

Wholly....Mollly, Im Rich 

Tag Tag Tag Im It 

(Verse 1:) 

Tag Im It You Cant Catch Me Na-Na Boo-Boo 

Now Im Eatin' BeniHana's Use To Eat Oodles And Noodles 

Now I Got Your Girl On Oovoo Talkin' Like She Never Knew You 

So Dont Be Surprised If You See Her She Look At You Like Who You 

Playin' Tricks With The Money, But I Dont Do No Voodoo 

Make Em Whine Make Em Cry I Can Hear These Rappers Boo-Hoo 

Cause Its A New Sheriff In Town 

They Know That Im The Boo Boo 

Im The Ish But No Wonder Cause I Got These Rappers Pissed 

But The Way That I Be Spittin' You Woulda Thought I Had A Lisp 

Got A Maid At The Crib I Dont Ever Wash A Dish 

Got A Lake In The Back Yard I Might Catch A Fish 

And Ima Shooting Star So Go Head And Make A Wish 

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(Chorus) 

Foreign Cars, Drop Six 

Beni.....Hana's Chop....Sticks 

Shout To All My Bad Chicks 

Tag Tag Tag, Im It (Im It) x3 

Wholly....Mollly, Im Rich 

Tag Tag Tag Im It 

(Verse 2:) 

I Call My Jeweler Up And Tell Him Anti-Freeze My Wrist 

Then I Speed Through The Light Like The Police Dont Exist 

Horse Power In The Hood I Tell That Lambo To Giddy Up (Scurr) 

Then I Hit The Gas And Throw My City Up 

Ridin' Through The City Like The City Was The Interstate 

Man I Just Might Hop Out And Park The Whip On The Interstate 

Yea Im Crazy But Thats Why Your Girl Wanna Immigrate 

Move In With Me Cause She Know That Im Who To Imitate 

Pulled Up To BeniHana's A Hunned Deep 

Then I Told The Chef He Betta Cook The Food Infont Of Me 

Ch-Chop Ch-Chop Ch-Chop Chopsticks 

Dr-Drop Dr-Drop Dr-Drop Drop Six 

(Chorus) 

Foreign Cars, Drop Six 

Beni.....Hana's Chop....Sticks 

Shout To All My Bad Chicks 

Tag Tag Tag, Im It (Im It) x3 

Wholly....Mollly, Im Rich 

Tag Tag Tag Im It 

(Verse3:) 

Horse Power In The Hood I Tell That Lambo To Giddy Up 

Giddy Up Giddy up G-Giddy Up 

Then I Hit The Gas And Throw My City Up 

City Up City Up C-City Up 

Suicide Doors On The Drop Six 

To Make You Look My Way When I Ride By 

And I Just Might Drop The Top 

To Make The Roof Disappear Like Wala 

And They Better Valet The Whip 

When I Pull Up In That Parking Lot 

Im It Im It Im It 

When It Comes To That Money I Got A Lot 

(Chorus) 

Foreign Cars, Drop Six 

Beni.....Hana's Chop....Sticks 

Shout To All My Bad Chicks 

Tag Tag Tag, Im It (Im It) x3 

Wholly....Mollly, Im Rich 

Tag Tag Tag Im It 

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