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

[Chorus - The
All I is bottles and rocking J's
and rocking J's
Bottles and J's
Bottles and J's

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

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

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

1 - Busta Rhymes]
All I know is how to smash on everybody and do what I do
And make somebody 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 rhyme
See the way I coming, how I do the game,
Ask somebody, you got to know you need to get a
Let me bang them another killer, then we put a couple bottles on the chiller
Kill them another verse
Everybody see the way I be going and
How I do it
Niggas the only way we know it, but 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 know where I'm
And I'm going to get the the patent 11 leathers
really banging all the way down to the feathers
And I get a couple pair with all this money I be
And I kill them with the bounce, you see the way a nigga
And we pop and we rock J's, see me repping
Let me show you way I do it before I hit you with the
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 a bottle up
Let me see everybody put your bottle up

[Verse 2 - Rick
Bitches, I'm getting money, and rocking chains
like I'm LeBron, my whip collection insane
Suicidal thoughts, highway to riding like a boss
in the clouds, sixty G's a month
Fifty floors, marble walls, 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
Pistol in my Louis
Heat it up like I'm
Nigga don't do LeBrons, up on the weekends
Jordans Monday through Friday, especially when I'm
cool greys, that's Monday
Them Space Jams, that's
Spike Lee's, on Wednesday
23 in my Benz, aye
You I love them sixes, especially on my bitches
13s and them spandex on Thursday, it's birthday
And Friday I ain't lying, of Diamonds, I'm in heaven
Red bone, pussy on my black and red 11's
Patent when I step in
You know I'm repping
It's S-double-O,
Black 4s I aint get it from the store, Bus know
all I know is

[Verse 4 -
I put in them couches
I put so in my two step
Put on for my city, I ain't got no but to rep
I put straight shots in they
pretty girls, do the ugly face
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 bugging
We walked in, want something, bottles pop we won something
Raise a glass for everybody that's done something nothing
No grind, no shine, dress code, we pay no
Cargos and J's on, they let sun in, no
All I drink is my
Stop playing,
But tonight we on red berry and cranberry, SooWoo

5 - Lil Wayne]
And I'm on that purp
Sipping on purp
I came in this with some niggas that will murk
And we ain't about all that talking, you a man walking
Stomp a nigga ass out, in number 4 Jordans
Got a scope on the barrel, that's a hammer with a
Hollow tips nigga, tip a nigga like a
I don't know but bitches and getting money
gang, kill a nigga in public
Young
Shoot a nigga ass up then deuces
shots, that fucking vest is so useless
Yeah, yo Chuck, these niggas
You who P-I-ru?
Killer B's