Yo, the deal, nigga? Ain't nuthin' pa, we here and all that Trynna get our rights, get this 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 York City, it goin' down Friday night, midnight, Atlantic machines, ding-ding-ding-ding-ding, when they ring off Lock the doors, that's when just g'd off Cigars, robes Four bitches guardin' me safely as we to the window The cashier was scared, she for my info The arrived with two guards, that's an insult the cause, just because We talkin' bout 5 million here, this ain't Play-doh dough And your read, you gon' slay those lows We got scribbes, Acid, rockin' the show Special guest: Starks / Ronson First five hundred bitches went crazy he let on and in All he did was me in, I got the chargin' Got they bras and ran through they whole (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala)
weee, ooh wee, (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala) weee, ooh wee, (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala)
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 to know They say wee When I'm in my Mercedes, all the ladies want to roll Be my Juliet and I can be Romeo If you menace I can pick another hoe Oooooooooh (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala) In the middle of the summer, or even twenty I'm a bad muthafucka, I'm way to cold Let me tell you what say, when I'm pullin' off my drawers say ooooooooooh weeeee
Aiyo, My here to party, just to cut up a rug Don't make me to cut up a thug Now play something for D.J., 'cause there's but love by the ladies who lookin' for somethin' to rub When we roll out, we roll on dubs, up bud The Unit, we controllin' the club Mamies, shakin' they ass, 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)