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[Intro - DJ
Ayo Game, what they do
It's DJ
I got my black and red Retro 6's on
I'm all getting money
I love glorifying my work
Popping
Shit, them hoes it too
DJ Khaled, We the Best
Ayo
Red

- The Game]
All I know is and rocking J's
and rocking J's
Bottles and J's
Bottles and J's

Bitches and getting
Bitches and getting
and getting money
Bitches and money

Bottles and J's
Bottles and J's
and rocking J's
Bottles and J's

Bitches and getting
Bitches and getting
Bitches and getting
and getting money

[Verse 1 - Rhymes]
All I know is how to smash on record and do what I do
And make have to go and get a hearse
Yo, Game I don't really give a fuck if it's record
And you my brother my nigga look I got to fresh
See the way I coming, how I do the game,
Ask somebody, you got to know you to get a nurse
Let me bang them with another killer, then we put a couple on the chiller
Kill them with verse
Everybody see the way I be and going
How I do it
Niggas the only way we it, but then again, yes we do
We knowing how I be
And every sheet I get
All the heat I be
And I it off
With all this money you where I'm heading
And I'm going to get the Jordans the patent 11
They really all the way down to the feathers
And I get a couple pair all this money I be getting
And I kill them with the bounce, you see the way a stepping
And we pop bottles and we rock J's, see me
Let me you way I do it before I hit you with the weapon
be spilling liquor all over my shit, give me a second
Shit, anyway, see we got to get it up
Probably models up
Let me wrap a up
Let me see everybody put your bottle up

[Verse 2 - Rick
Bitches, I'm getting money, bottles and chains
Money like I'm LeBron, my whip insane
Suicidal thoughts, highway to riding like a boss
Condominium in the clouds, G's a month
Fifty floors, walls, pictures of Boston Georgia
Bitches snorting blow, fucking fast, and cooking
Sanctify, Bally shoes, Audemars, Franck Muller, that
My new bitches menage, I'm a G

[Verse 3 -
and rocking J's
Smoking and Spades
tucked in my Louis
Heat it up like I'm
don't do LeBrons, Kobe up on the weekends
Jordans Monday through Friday, especially I'm freaking
cool greys, that's Monday
Them Jams, that's Tuesday
Them Spike Lee's, on
23 in my Benz, aye
You know I love them sixes, especially on my
13s and them spandex on Thursday, it's your
And Friday I ain't lying, King of Diamonds, I'm in
Red bone, pussy popping on my black and red
Patent when I step in
You know what I'm
S-double-O, W-Double-O
Black number 4s I aint get it from the store, Bus
all I know is

[Verse 4 -
I put footprints in them
I put so in my two step
Put on for my city, I got no choice but to rep
I put straight shots in they
Make pretty girls, do the ugly
And they just my on
Move back I need space like aye, aye
Then its right to my mugging face
Niggas saying put the out
BBM, you face
We in, want something, bottles pop like we won something
Raise a glass for everybody that's done something nothing
No grind, no shine, dress code, we pay no
and J's on, they let sun in, no blinds
All I drink is my
Stop playing,
But we on that red berry and cranberry, SooWoo

[Verse 5 - Lil
And I'm smoking on that
Sipping on that
I came in bitch with some niggas that will murk
And we ain't about all that talking, you a dead man
Stomp a nigga ass out, in these number 4
Got a scope on the barrel, that's a with a camera
Hollow tips nigga, tip a like a dancer
I don't know but bitches and getting money
Blood gang, kill a nigga in
Young
Shoot a nigga ass up then it's
Head shots, that fucking is so useless
Yeah, yo Chuck, these niggas
You know who
Killer B's