[Verse 1: Los] Get me mad I'ma pull up on your lawn in a Lamb with a mink on And leave the doors up nigga you a fan I been the man since Cam had pink on Yeah I'm up like a pimp, pinky finger up When he sip his pimp cup with his ring on Yes lord, I'ma king on this chess board Do I got my Louie checker board thing on Lot back jumpin got my block back jumpin' Niggas shooting me, know a shot back coming Cause I cock back dump it dump it dump it Till the whole clip go click, go ahead with the bullshit My whole clique got money out the ass I could school niggas watch me get your honey out the class Like a cool nigga tryna shake this money off the brass What it do nigga? You don't fuck around and clash With the B-A-D-B-O-Y He be So fly to see me nigga go buy a TV or go buy me CD Only way to play me lately, niggas Fuck around and catch these rabies The way these niggas biting Feel like I'm fighting Tyson But i'm floating like butterfly And striking like I'm lightning Cause I'm so Ali my cash is clay Throw it up and make the asses say
[Bridge: Los] Clap clap clap clap Give me the money, boy, give me the money Clap clap clap clap If you want it, bitch, come get it from me Cause I ain't stingy with it and I got a whole lot of it If all them niggas is hating, I guess balling ain't in yo budget
[Hook: Jeremih] My old bitch won't like this, she say I'm brand new Her new nigga ain't like me, I do shit he can't do Them fuck niggas gone hate me when I pull that thing through If you was getting this much money you be acting like me too You be acting like me too, acting like me too You be acting like me too, acting like me too Them fuck niggas gone hate me when I pull that thing through If you was getting this much money you be acting like me too
[Verse 2: Kid Ink] Ok, my old bitch don't like me, Came in with a new one My old hood still love me, Grew up on a futon No more food stamps, coupons, blue face, hundreds Money sure get everything Gold, but it still got niggas in the street Making plays no coaching Yeah, you'll be acting like me too Smoking on Cali good Eyes look like T-2 Been going hard for too long never going Broke again refuse Fuck yo' review check yo' replay Just touched down tryna see you Young menace to society teach you That West Side, W-West Side On my back need a massage Match up you will get the message You ain't nothing but a mess guy And you, looking real mess up And yo' bitch dirty like Kei$ha And my bands up like Kesslers Yo' realness I question Alumni rap, with a blunt full of the best Take a look over here might feel like a movie But to me it's straight You see see be 4 niggas better cuff yo chick when you see me coming My ex come in this bitch keep it real nigga might see me running
[Hook: Jeremih x2]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
