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DJ Khaled!
And you know it stop, grindin' round that clock
Masterminding my second album, my first just dropped
Scored a touchdown on my first down, niggas thought I was flop
See I hustle like my but I look just like my pops
And we still duckin' cops, ride round and takin'
Hennessy for my enemies, niggas know I'm they spot
'Cause 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' like Aesop, get a grip
Oh that's your dream car? Nigga my old whip
Oh that's your dream girl? that's my old bitch
Oh that's your new flow? Nigga my old shit!
This that new shit, that Cole shit, them country niggas

One for the money, two for the
Three for them saying anything goes
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
say they ready for whatever!
They say they ready for

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

up, but don't forget about Compton nigga
One for the money, two for the
Three for no limit and the rest for row
That means I been bout it bout it and this is the shit I ever wrote
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, that is
Telling the doctor I'm sick, doctor I'm needing your lips, yea
Proper analogy for it, if I can afford it then I won't ignore it,
Cop me a palace and Porsche and when I floor it that's when I switch gears
Living my on Uranus, uh, keeping one foot in your anus, uh
The other foot all on neck, repeatedly stomp 'til I break it, uh
Bitch I'm demanding respect, these bitches is 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 goes
They say ready for whatever!
say they ready for whatever
I been the world, twice to be exact
Six bad bitches and lapped up in the back
They say ready for whatever!
They say they for whatever (for whatever, for whatever, for whatever)