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DJ Khaled!
And you it don't stop, grindin' round that clock
Masterminding my second album, my first album just
Scored a touchdown on my first down, thought I was gon' flop
See I hustle my momma but I look just like my pops
And we still duckin' cops, round and takin' shots
Hennessy for my enemies, know I'm takin' they spot
that score up on the play clock, show just how I came from way back
Just like T-I-P told you ASAP but you niggas rappin' Aesop, Aesop get a grip
Oh that's your dream car? that's my old whip
Oh that's your dream girl? that's my old bitch
Oh that's your new flow? that's my old shit!
This that new Krit shit, that shit, them country niggas

One for the money, two for the
Three for them hoes saying anything
They say ready for whatever!
They say they for whatever
I around the world, twice to be exact
Six bad bitches and they lapped up in the
They say they for whatever!
say they ready for whatever

Shawty look what we got, my bass and it knock
Got the old school in my old was to post up on yo block
Yo broad chose like she was to and you up in arms 'cause she bopped
I hate to say it but I got to say that I wish that they just stop
So fuck these haters, fuck these hoes that slammin' doors on they drop
Y'all niggas too young to remember how to the used to be but I'm not
So it come to snappin', Cadillacs, SpottieOttieDopaliscious, y'all pop
You thought Krit Wuz Here and R4 were the shit, wait til my album drop (get 'em cuh)
Say that's yo' new Nigga that's my old slab
Say that's yo' new bitch? Nigga my old stab
Oh that's yo new flow? That shit so trash
This new KRIT shit, that Cole shit, them country niggas

Hol' up, but don't about Compton nigga
One for the money, two for the
for no limit and the rest for death row
That means I been bout it bout it and this is the realist shit I ever
And if anyone ever doubt it then are the loudest of liars I know
I only desire to blow, she only desire to
And I hope my dick is a whistling flute, and that's not the instrumental
Now pick up my
You let that motherfucker drag like RuPaul, drag your ass to the floor
Bitch, I can admit, I'm a recovered addict, paraphernalia is
Telling the I'm sick, head doctor I'm needing your lips, yea
analogy for it, if I can afford it then I won't ignore it, clear
Cop me a palace and Porsche and right when I floor it that's I switch gears
Living my life on Uranus, uh, keeping one in your anus, uh
The other foot all on your neck, repeatedly stomp I break it, uh
I'm demanding respect, these bitches is telling me take it
DJ Khaled, even if I had callus, the torch ain't no challenge, ain't it

One for the money, two for the
Three for them hoes saying anything
They say ready for whatever!
They say they for whatever
I been around the world, twice to be
Six bad bitches and they up in the back
say they ready for whatever!
They say ready for whatever (for whatever, for whatever, for whatever)