[Ad lib] Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay You think them niggas is hot Well shawty look what I got (nigga look what I got)
You think I´m lying nigga Look what I got Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Shawty look what I got Ay, pimpin look what I got Look what I got My nigga look what I got
Big wheels still spin when I stop Presidential roll, gold rolex watch With no rocks I save them for the pinky Keep you niggas blinkin´ He ain´t wearin´ platinum, Naw But I keep you niggas thinking Mink seats sure to keep a nigga sinkin´ Swear he ain´t slangin´ But I know that nigga creepin´
Got a condo, in Orlando For the weekend Hoes be so crunk in the club We gotta sneak in No more room in the V.I.P They payin´ just to peek in When they leave They be lookin in a car They can´t even see in And that´s just the Be-gin-ning In the city that he in He was rappin´ in the cafeteria But now that nigga serious Heard he got a CL, a EXT on Spreewells Several Chevy´s on 24´s (Hold up), "how many records he sell?" Man I don´t know
But he got a label now Them boys, the PSC (hell) I heard Atlantic gave ´em a deal for 2 or 3 mill. (ay, shawty) (for real nigga?)
Look what I got A old school, a truck and a drop So next time you think them niggas is hot Shawty, look what I got The respect of the niggas and G´s So next time you say them niggas is G´s You probably lookin´ at me A what, we ballin´ Bought the bar for the broads So next time you think them niggas is hard Shawty, look at the squad I´m buyin´ yachts, have the streets on lock
So next time you think yo´ peeps on top Pimpin, look what I got
I´m well known in the hood Like the dope man phone number Roll anything I can throw some 24´s under Nigga talk bad ´bout the man But I shole wonder Why the dope boys fuck with ´em And the hoes love ´em Very little promotions on this album Never heard of ´em But it´s jammin´ like the fuck Was jumpin´ out the stores Cause I was born in the raid And I´m made in the streets I done played in the days In the shade in the streets
I say I rapped in the trap With the best in the streets Shot craps in the back You know the rest, nigga please You doin´ business with me You best invest in some skis I sell slopes of snow I don´t fuck with little blow nigga Got 80 k´s, it´s gone take a little more (to what?) To double up and bring it back And make a little more (You movin´ slow) And movin slow, now what you take a nigga for? I´mma cock hammers and 44´s And nail yo ass to the floor And I ain´t braggin´, I´m just letting niggas know Cause the media and radio can get a nigga so
Fucked up Comparin´ me to this nigga lil´ flow I do a song Fuck up they whole little show (so shawty)
Look what I got A old school, a truck and a drop So next time you think them niggas is hot Shawty, look what I got The respect of the niggas and G´s So next time you say them niggas is G´s You probably lookin´ at me A what, we ballin´ Bought the bar for the broads So next time you think them niggas is hard Shawty, look at the squad I´m buyin´ yachts, have the streets on lock So next time you think yo´ peeps on top
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