What can I? It’s cost me a lot it’s cost me a lot it’s cost me a lot it’s cost me a lot it’s cost me a lot it’s cost me a lot
Just one of them days a n-gga feel like flossin’ a Stone Cold Stunna, victim Steve Austin cool as Drew Breeze, I’m blowing a few G’s just to hear them hoes say he’s awesome he’s awful, yeah remember when ya fronted on me pulled up beisde me in that big body and stunted on me or when the bouncer just announced that it was bottle service only then he kicked me out the line, yeah he punted on me well look I’m back b-tch, back with an attitude buying out the bar, cause I feel like this the sh-t I gotta prove last year the cashier told me my card was not approved now I’m tipping the server a hundred to show my gratitude easy, told you I’d be back baby, I guess you aint believe me now I’m living just like the n-ggas you see on TV VIP feeling like this club oughta thank me I hit the bar just so y’all can see I’m ballin’, HD
(It’s cost me a lot) big chains, big whips with wood grain (It’s cost me a lot) My God, my watch make momma think someone might rob (It’s cost me a lot) fast life and till the gas light copped the type of sh-t you couldn’t get at half price (It’s cost me a lot) Look but don’t touch muthaf-cker, think twice (It’s cost me a lot)
Now I don’t love no material things but I’m in love with the feelings they bring I got em like damn (how, how, how he do that) damn (how, how, how, how he do that) Now I don’t love no material things but I’m in love with the feelings they bring I got em like damn (how, how, how he do that) damn (how, how, how, how he do that)
Uh, knee deep in the game, my chain heavy somebody get the pilot and ask “is the plane ready?” to handle all the weight on my shoulders we taking off don’t wanna meet Aaliyah but yet I can’t take it off cause how I’m supposed to shine without the proper bling remember when I did a show with Waka Flocka Flame felt naked cause the boy rocked bout a dozen chains guess we rock a lot of ice cause we got a lot of pain thats 5 hundred years of selling, I’m tryna tell em Jacob the Jeweller is cooler now he a felon Jay put a stamp on the n-gga but wouldn’t nail him if he couldnt sell him, so what that tell him huh?
my chain heavy and my b-tches look very thorough must be the money like dealing with the Jerry curl white Range, call that Muthaf-cker Larry Bird I got em hanging on every wordTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
