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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 gon'
See I hustle like my momma but I look just my pops
And we still duckin' cops, ride round and takin'
Hennessy for my enemies, niggas I'm takin' they spot
'Cause score up on the play clock, show just how I came from way back
like T-I-P told you ASAP but you niggas rappin' like Aesop, Aesop get a grip
Oh that's your dream car? Nigga my old whip
Oh that's your dream Nigga that's my old bitch
Oh your new flow? Nigga that's my old shit!
This that new Krit shit, Cole shit, them country niggas

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

Shawty look what we got, my bass beat and it
Got the old school in my old school was to post up on yo
Yo broad chose like she was supposed to and you up in arms 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 that ain't slammin' doors on drop
Y'all niggas too young to remember how to the south to be but I'm not
So when it come to snappin', Cadillacs, SpottieOttieDopaliscious, pop
You thought Krit Wuz Here and R4 were the shit, bitch 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 flow? That shit so trash
This that new shit, that Cole shit, them country niggas

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

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