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

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

Shawty what we got, my bass beat and it knock
Got the old in my old school was to post up on yo block
Yo broad 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 hoes that ain't slammin' doors on they drop
Y'all niggas too 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 Here and R4 were the shit, wait til my album drop (get 'em cuh)
Say that's yo' new car? Nigga that's my old
Say yo' new bitch? Nigga that's my old stab
Oh that's yo new That shit sound so trash
This that new KRIT shit, that shit, them country niggas

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

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