Yo, the deal, nigga? Ain't nuthin' pa, we just and all that Trynna get our head rights, get money right You know I'm sayin', you know how it go Just day in the hood (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala) Yo, yo
Aiyo, what a night, New City, heard it goin' down Friday night, midnight, City Slot machines, ding-ding-ding-ding-ding, when ring off Lock the doors, that's Ghost just g'd off Cigars, paisley Four bitches guardin' me safely as we to the window The cashier was scared, she for my info The manager arrived with two guards, that's an That's the cause, because We talkin' bout 5 million here, this ain't Play-doh dough And your horoscope read, you gon' slay lows We got scribbes, Anthony Acid, rockin' the Special guest: / Mark Ronson First five hundred bitches went crazy he let on and in All he did was plug me in, I got the Got bras and ran through they whole apartment (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala)
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When I step into the party, all the want to know I'm wit the ballers, yeah, or my nigga Ghost I can tell you they say haters, if you want to know say ooooooh wee When I'm roll in my Mercedes, all the ladies want to Be my and I can be your Romeo If you actin' I can pick another hoe Oooooooooh (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala) In the of the summer, or even twenty below I'm a bad muthafucka, I'm way to fuckin' Let me tell you they say, when I'm pullin' off my drawers They say weeeee
Aiyo, My here to party, just to cut up a rug make me want to cut up a thug Now play for D.J., 'cause there's nothin' but love Hosted by the who lookin' for somethin' to rub we roll out, we roll on dubs, rollin' up bud The Theodore Unit, we the club Mamies, they ass, they throwin' it up a B.E.T. commercial, I'm "wrappin' it up"
weee, ooh wee, (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala) weee, ooh wee, (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala)