Yea, it go Young Money, Young Money, can't nobody see us I come to bring the noise and the racket like Serena Leaving rappers stranded in the water like FEMA Cause they WWF, fake John Cenas MCeemer, who got the keys to my Beamer? Give em to my baby mama, let er ride cleaner I don't call em rap niggas, I call em rap divas Cause these niggas got legs with a pussy in-between em Son I'm like Phoenix, charm was the meaning of a real killa with his nuts hangin to the ceiling Holla if you see me, real niggas only If you fake look the other way and walk straight homie I ain't here to diss, I'm her to dismantle Beats cut them more in, I'm a burn in like a candle Too hot to handle, too cold to hold I'm a stand up nigga, boy I'm too bold to fold I'm a east side nigga, gun under my pillow Pistol whip yo head, back and forth like Willow Never been a soft boy, I'm rough like thriller And I'm 10 times worse when I pop a cup of Skittles I'm rollin, rollin, car not stolen Light skinned it nigga but my neck look golden Money I'm countin, haters keep doubtin Rappin at my peak, at the peak of the mountain That mean I'm on top and you'll never see me floppin When my album drop I bet the fans go and cop it Spittin straight classics, turn the tray to aces Ball hard with the rock and I ain't never passin Down south nigga with a east coast spirit In the booth turn the mic on and I'm a get it loose It's been a hard road but I'm a get through Hard work pays off, baby I'm the living proof No toilet in the studio, I'm shittin in the booth And the raps that I'm writin got me sittin in the coup Young Money Cash Money, name a better crew Bow down to the team, that's what you bet I'm do I'm a keep goin like the Energizer bunny Like I told you on my first tape, I'm getting to the money And I'm all about the dolla, if you not don't holler And I got a couple problems but the money will solve it I'm a east side nigga, New Orleans night boy Livin like Bruce Willis, nigga I'm a die hard You got hate in yo eyes, I can see it And my young killas with me, wearin stripes like Adidas And I'm a keep glowin, freestyle flowin But I don't rap for free, it's a fee when I'm flowin I'm back on my bullshit, extension with the full clip To kick back from the click clack and make a full flip I'm on the road to riches, it's a must now But I'm still stuck up in the traffic like rush hour All my niggas crazy, animals, hostile We the red army, marching like MoscowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
