Yo, the deal, nigga? Ain't nuthin' pa, we just here and all Trynna get our head rights, get this money You know what I'm sayin', you how it go Just day in the hood (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala) Yo, yo
Aiyo, what a night, New York City, heard it down Friday night, midnight, Atlantic Slot machines, ding-ding-ding-ding-ding, when they 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 asked for my The manager arrived two guards, that's an insult the cause, just because We talkin' bout 5 million dollars here, this Play-doh dough And your read, you gon' slay those lows We got scribbes, Anthony Acid, rockin' the Special Starks / Mark Ronson First five hundred bitches crazy he let them on and in All he did was plug me in, I got the Got they bras and ran through they whole (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala)
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When I step into the party, all the ladies want to I'm hangin' wit the ballers, yeah, or my Ghost I can tell you what they say haters, if you want to say ooooooh wee When I'm roll in my Mercedes, all the want to roll Be my and I can be your Romeo If you actin' I can pick another hoe weee (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 say ooooooooooh weeeee
Aiyo, My here to party, just to cut up a rug Don't me want to cut up a thug Now play something for D.J., 'cause nothin' but love Hosted by the who lookin' for somethin' to rub When we roll out, we on dubs, rollin' up bud The Unit, we controllin' the club Mamies, shakin' they ass, they 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)